#Petite Pen #Twiglet

fiction, poetry 1 Minute
Ron Hicks

Unwanted

our child
my belly
and you list losses...
tears of griffins
couldn’t salt my heart
like your face now
blank as the steel sky
oh grant me
some bloody sun

Written for K. Hartless’ Petite Pen Ekphrasis – Ron Hicks’ artwork

and Misky’s Twiglet #283 (steel sky)

Published by abigfatcanofworms

We all walk in the dark. But if we hold hands, perhaps the dark won't be as scary.

Published

12 thoughts on “#Petite Pen #Twiglet”

  3. It’s a whole story in under 30 words and you capture the grandiosity of this sort of moment. The sun seems like the truth and it’s not something that may ever surface in this situation. I love this, Worms. Thank you for writing alongside me to this image.

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