time knitted stitches
around the memory of
you and your goodbye
poetry in progress
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More stories from Poppy and writers in Poets and other communities.
I hope time steals the Pain of you, just like you stole My naivety -Written for the Time Capsule Haiku Challenge
By Poppy 3 years ago in Poets
I am the tree laid bare by winter, all sandpaper bark and the hollowness of a thing almost-dead, holding my breath in the fractured light of the perpetual confessional,
By Chloë J.7 days ago in Poets
Feel the tightness in your chest Immediately - and I mean NOW - Find something to clean. Scrub. Dry. Smooth. Straighten.
By Kat Bassa4 days ago in Poets
They say the forest by Phoenix River sings. Perhaps it is just the wind howling through the leaves, or a particular birdsong. But Percy Fisher knows better; he knows what lies in those woods, and he knows that the forest sings of his demise.
By Leigh Hooper5 days ago in Fiction
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