Sepia Hill-Sonnet Iii Comments
crashing under your smile-a doe twisted
blood's screams trampled by the roaring roadside
sun scorching hopes, drying brown eyes misted
truth resigns, life was good until life lied
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A bombardment of statements. They rush frantically but every sound is articulated in a spiteful way. The idea of cries watching the persona like they catch their breath to see if it is time to scream us sublime and I especially like the enjambment used there.
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7/29/2025 4:00:47 AM # 1.0.0
The pace of this piece explains all!