Ghosts
A poem
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It had to make a statement. His murder had to tell the world what kind of a man he was. He needed to suffer just like he caused women to suffer. To be humiliated, abandoned, and desperate for help.
Photo Writing Prompt used for Today It was the first nice day of Easter break. We were playing kickball in the street when we noticed him. He was tall and lean with a rucksack slung across his back. He carried with him a bunch of keys on a loop that jingled as he walked
Millie is my best friend and I can’t think of anyone else I would rather spend my time with. Mother thinks it’s unnatural the amount of time we spend together but I am just not interested in Jeremiah or any other boy for that matter.
A shiver ran up my spine, Mama’s voice in my head, don’t count the crows, baby. You know why they’re called a murder. Don’t tempt fate. Let them tell it to the devil.
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[contentblock id=1 img=gcb.png] Today is an exercise in futility and is just me throwing random words together on paper to make random sentences to turn them into paragraphs of nonsensical randomized bullshit that is not even good bullshit. Being the Queen of Bullshit you would think this would be much better but alas even the