The darkness is like a cloth over her eyes. She lays there for an eternity, waiting to see if they will adjust. They don't. She extends her hands on either side; they hit cement. This isn't the warden's #dungeon, she realizes. It's a coffin.
The darkness is like a cloth over her eyes. She lays there for an eternity, waiting to see if they will adjust. They don't. She extends her hands on either side; they hit cement. This isn't the warden's #dungeon, she realizes. It's a coffin.
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The darkness
Matchstick trees
No longer cover
From shells or snow
Whichever direction
We are ready
Although the cold
Seeps deep
Sunrise heralds
A new opportunity
💙💛
📷 Mykyta Shandyba
#converstory
#vsspoem
#prompt
#writingcommunity
#writinprompt
The darkness
Matchstick trees
No longer cover
From shells or snow
Whichever direction
We are ready
Although the cold
Seeps deep
Sunrise heralds
A new opportunity
💙💛
📷 Mykyta Shandyba
#converstory
#vsspoem
#prompt
#writingcommunity
#writinprompt