Sunday, August 31, 2014

The Crying Girl Comments

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The journey home was, as ever, reduced to a crawl.
A golden evening sky to the north beckoned me home.
A glance in my mirror showed a black slab of sky left behind
Framed in the black was the little green car that contained the crying girl.
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Bri Edwards 28 September 2014

did this really happen to you, or is it imagination on grand scale? i welcome you to PH, thought i did not even bother to finish reading the G.0.S.H. poem; it didn't feel good to me. this one i really liked, but i needed to read it twice to follow it fully. very nicely done. thanks for sharing. i'll send it to MyPoemList. bri :) p.s. i think she just got fired from her job! no would-be-lover, no grieving parent.

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