I often go for the scene.
I want the story intertwined,
In the angle of the bottle.
The whole mood,
Of the narrative,
In the contour.
And it is the angle
And the contour
That keeps me in.
Like a hungry cat before its food.
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Author:
amethyste (
Offline) - Published: September 12th, 2025 15:30
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Interesting wording in this poem that takes the mind on a journey
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