10 reads
she falls in slow motion
all askew, crooked limbs
crooked teeth and tree swings,
childhood shattered
instead of savored sweet.
Welcome
Welcome to Prose.! Publish your work, follow writers, and engage in community challenges.
By using Prose., you agree to our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.
If you used Twitter or Facebook to get into your account and now can't get in, please contact us at support@theprose.com