She huddles in the shadows,
fumbling with a packet of cigarettes
A family comes out of the mall before her
two annoyed parents laden with packages and their two giggling girls
One turns, looks her way
For a moment it seems as if she might
take a step forward
away from her naïve reality
into the unknown
“Haley,” the girl’s mother calls, “hurry up!”
“Coming, Mom!” the girl replies, glancing back at the goth girl before running
away from a chance to save a life
away from danger
back to her protected home
back to a loving family
Left behind,
She huddles in the shadows,
fumbling with a packet of cigarettes
A contest entry
- The real World.......prewrites allowed so ENTER by trace3grls.
525 points, ended November 24, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Things we lost in the fire... by Jai Guru Deva.
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Great poem. Realistic and beautiful.
Good job and good luck. -
I like this alot!
A great story here, compact in form, and greatly written!
Very well done, as always Sara! =)
Love it =D
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thanks so much!
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great write well done...
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