enter. shift. return.

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. – Dante

this poem is a perfect storm 
waiting. debating. grating 
on tired skin. she’s in a mood, 
brewed too strong and too 
weak to find herself in any
-thing but ink. 

she thinks. she dreams. she 
screams in sunlight and quietest 
of rain. she’s only slightly sane, 
steeped in scattered leaves. 

she’s wander-worn 
and weary, she’s torn
and in

nothing left now 
to do, but 
command one option. 


written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.

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1 Response to enter. shift. return.

  1. drnurit says:

    So glad she wasn’t deleted… ❣️

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