Hannah Scarlet studies writing. She lives in Georgia with a five-year-old and an angry cat.
Long Timer
they told me
I was not a long timer
that I would be out
the door
as the wooden
slat closes behind
me
as I take my last walk
I have to agree.
From Scratch
I made you a gift
from scratch
scraped from the back
of my consciousness
it's a bit of my past
mingled with the present
it can even be
a future promise for you.
Blind Spots
he was one of my blind
spots, accosting
me on a blank canvas
kind of day
he came out of my
periphery, suddenly
too clear to be real.
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