8 of 30. Severe (a 60 second writing prompt)


she put the words in my mouth
the kind of speak and oranges
we are beets
raging against the time
seconds pulling at our skirts
and trousers
the irish boys who call me too present
i am too aware of my own
and cannot eat chocolate
but believe that I do


About amyleighcutler

Writer, dancer, vagabond extraordinaire
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