In one instant, alone, bleeding, broken, she documented the breadth of despair. Minimal achieved chaos, wound in nightmares on autoplay, and unbeckoned images of hurtling to earth.
3/21/2017
S. Darlington
Categories: Daily Prompt, poems
Sascha Darlington's Microcosm Explored
Book Blogger, Poetry and Fiction Writer. Oh, and I talk about dogs…a lot
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Fairy Tales and Fables turned dark.
Cinderella Reimagined
At minimal I can say beautifully expressed!
🙂 thank you.
Incredibly beautifully expressed!