04-28-2016, 04:10 AM
(04-27-2016, 10:45 PM)Teagan Wrote: Squints
When the world does this, squints like this
things get small.
The sky hangs on the fields ahead
like an all-day rain.
(04-27-2016, 10:51 PM)Achebe Wrote: @Teagan - niceYes I second that. That line is incredible.
The fog reaches into my coat,
like an anxious pick-pocket.
"Write while the heat is in you...The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with." --Henry David Thoreau