An Idea

[nihil_sine_vos]

I was talking to the lovely Ginni Tamez the other day and since I had writers block, we did this exercise thing we sometimes do and we decided it would be cool if everyone contributing to the book tried it too... that way we could have a section on it or something

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[acacia_r]

Okay...here's my version. I really like Ginni's...Mel, yours is gorgeous, but I think Ginni's got my vote. :) I really like the idea of having a section just for this. I think that maybe we should have it at the beginning of the book so that we can really showcase out different styles, and our different perceptions. I think that would make a really nice introduction and could kind of get our readers familiar with us before they dive into our work. Anyways, here it is.

I picture your face through the eye of a noose

I picture your face through the eye of a noose,
And your eyes just aren’t as bright anymore.

You came home over Christmas,
And I remembered I loved you once.
Your smile, the feel of your arms, and your old hoodie’s softness-
It brought back bowling and movies,
Mall-browsing and tragic snow days.

I only ever heard you cry once,
And I’ve never forgotten.

But now you’re gone- changed-
And, really, so am I.

Our love and friendship
Have become like chalk dust-
Dry…and impossible to get rid of
But watching you through this noose
Let’s me know that you’re still gloriously alive.

But, to me, the you that I knew,
Is dead.