Love, how do we fall out of habit?
Looking back thinking we had it
Middle of the night, waking
Up to ten missed calls, now
See you a new light
Casting over
All your flaws,
How we
Fall
About the Creator
Jenna Sedi
What I lack in serotonin I more than make up for in self-deprecating humor.
Zoo designer who's eyeballs need a hobby unrelated to computer work... so she writes on her laptop.
Passionate about conservation and sustainability.
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Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
love your poems
Great Entry!
This hit me so hard because of how relatable it is. Loved your poem