Day Seven: Write a short story or poem about rain. Okie doke, off the cuff: Pounding now upon the glass Running down in streams Unrelenting stubborn ass Drowning out the screams Know not what the day may bring For all remain the same Each drop brings a painful sting Her soul consumed by shame Day Eight: How far back in your family tree can you go? Not very. I’ve never really gotten into...
Bloganuary 2023 Catch Up: Days 7 & 8
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