All I Did Was Walk Away
I worry
Why I Write:
Our little writer’s group exercise of why I write. I write because…
Towels
On my knees, beside his bed, I hold his hand and plead.
The things that endure
Yes, but
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I love
I love those who don’t wait
Let
As far as taking takes she took
The writers
I need a hug, one tells me.
Blessed
Recount your blessings, my mother says.
Fragments
I’m tired of talking about trees…
For days
In the other story,