Stutter

Poetry

What a thing felt

behind the threat of a belt

and when they stopped lashing,

they’d beat me into line

and when I’d try

to build life clean

they did their best

to burn my everything

so now, I stutter to myself

about daily things

and feel the room

to see if it feels clean

avoiding all others

to save myself

even if they

haven’t done anything

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Cats against Schrödinger

These are the works of a writer learning to write from their first attempts at story to when they feel as they might start to get the “joke”. Feel free to comment for improvement sake. I’m still learning. I don’t think I’ll ever stop learning.

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