A. A. MacConnell

When you write drabbles, you relieve the pressure of the epic novel expanding in your head.

aamacconnell in Drabbles February 4, 2018December 10, 2017 31 Words

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Fingers clasping at the metal which tightens,
ocular openings beyond your controls
can intensify beyond a point which frightens
unknowing passersby at the tolls-
sinking beyond your gaze, those unwitting souls.

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A. A. MacConnell

When you write drabbles, you relieve the pressure of the epic novel expanding in your head.

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