Sunday, August 16, 2015

Fear

so jarring
so hollow
quartered the night into bits
splinters scattered, shattered

so engulfing
so unseen
ripped into an unknown state
vulnerable, trembling

so invasive
so brutish
menacingly demanded
WHAT IF/ WHAT IF/ WHAT IF

-Kim


week away from it
living blue sky beaches
while one pink plant died

-Hannah

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