Formless gray extended in all directions
Obsficating everything, and making it all seem alien
Going back to the previous room, she tried to remember why she had gone there. Got to love brain…
Formless gray extended in all directions
Obsficating everything, and making it all seem alien
Going back to the previous room, she tried to remember why she had gone there. Got to love brain…
Abdi Mohammed
The Art of Prose and Poetry
self-publishing
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
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The Official Home of Rolli - Author, Cartoonist and Songwriter
Wise. Witchy. Wonderful.
Story world
This one really felt like you took me there. I like the use of yellow on the text, as if to remind the reader, come back… it’s just a poem. Good work, my friend.
Thank you so much!