How would you respond to the Drash Pit prompt Corpses I Have Known?
I remembered an exchange in the New Orleans airport. I haven’t written prose in awhile and am excited to see that writing poetry has made me better at prose. Yay!
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I miss you like my heart is gonna break
I try to bust it loose but
It’s fossil heavy and won’t crack
I’m trapped inside my heart
I have a faint-beat and stone wings
And ancient riddles in my dreams
Some days I am breaking free
And others I can’t breath
Some days I say good-bye
And others I just grieve
I am a pterodactyl egg
A bird with concrete wings















