Mountains use mirrors
They push back soil like hair strands
Rocks are their sole comb
How does it work?
More stories from K L and writers in Poets and other communities.
Engulfed by ice caps The mountains swallow light snow Their mouths are barren
By K L3 years ago in Poets
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Gotta keep going, Even when you put in time And donβt win a prize.
By Gabriel Shames2 days ago in Poets
When I was asked to move from the big city of Philly halfway across the country to the small town of Centerville, OK, I was excited for the new start and the new job. My insurance company offered me a promotion to move because I'm young and unattached. I was to be one of two agents in the branch.
By Julie Lacksonen2 days ago in Fiction
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