This place, You and Me How did we get here? Through the mist, I was once just an apparition A ghost walking through life Treading these paths Empty handed …searching On the edge of darkness, Staring into

No one looked at her, no one seemed aware of her presence; she was probing the very depths of insignificance. And now, at home, really quite alone she dove into the abyss and embraced all the darkness

To driving! Myrtle took a swig from her wine glass Perhaps it would be too crass To say she fell upon her ass Fallen off the stool From her lips a line of drool Unsteadily she searched for the tool The

5 Minute Free Write: Politician Hello, hello, my dear Won’t you, won’t you come near Let me whisper sweet nothings in your ear About platforms that have no trains to run And empty promises, except, perhaps