Throwaway
By Barry Graham
She came into the kitchen
with the sky crumpled in her hand.
That’s the sky, I said. Don’t throw it away.
It’s empty, she said
and tossed it in the trash.
A response to our National Poetry Month 2021 prompt
Weekly encouragements to help you express yourself.
By Barry Graham
She came into the kitchen
with the sky crumpled in her hand.
That’s the sky, I said. Don’t throw it away.
It’s empty, she said
and tossed it in the trash.
A response to our National Poetry Month 2021 prompt