Meek now, the night subsiding
We hunch our shoulders against the cold
And troop more than traipse home.
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i like this but am too tired to reason why so ill agree with my man below.
There's something so natural about the movement in this poem that it reminds me of Plath. You've said so much in this little poem that is simply breath-taking.
the second stanza is captivating, and really pronounces a hard truth. I loved how this seemed disconnected from you and so very connected to every other thing in your life. the only thing I didn't like, was that it ended so soon... keep up the amazing work. Always, Amberlee