seaside walk stars take turns by my side
If only I could do that to my own being
Since Halloween is approaching, we can't celebrate without Edgar Allan Poe. He's practically Sylvia Plath in prose. Visiting all those graves and locations is a bit much, though and I can't remember if Bewitched ever mentioned a spell that could help us resurrect them right at the party.
I'm down. Could we try with Sylvia Plath? Her work has such autumn vibes.
I like how profound this senryu is.
bedridden grandpa care equally divided among no one
Thank you, Avery!!! ♥️ Looking forward to reading more of your stuff 💫
Dawn, this is wonderful!
Gorgeous ✨
I love this, especially the final stanza.
the ending 🔥
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😞💔 Thank you for sharing.
Very nice.
What's longing without a proper Spotify playlist? This is a fine homage to Carson.
Paul, this is great.
I think you definitely got your revenge with this.
Such great imagery!
The descriptions are remarkable. Superb!
This one made me hungry... but only for the sequel to the poem.
