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… So my whole body
Became an apology
For being too much
About the Creator
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Sometimes It's Like That and That'sThe Way It Is
It was the late 1960s, and ten-year-old Gloria Coleman was standing with her grandmother on the side of the highway waiting for the bus. As the Greyhound pulled up, it seemed monstrous and intimidating. Grandma Elizabeth grabbed Gloria's hand, holding it tightly as they boarded.
By Cheryl E Preston4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
Oof this hit me so hard! Such an emotional Haiku!
Wow, this one really packs a punch & lingers on the pallet. Just three lines, eleven words, seventeen syllables to inform a lifetime & one's entire existence.
Wow! So much said in so few words!
I felt this! Love it.
Very relatable. Great work!
What a visual that created. I felt that one!
Another of those so relatable and wish they weren’t relatable poems! Lovely work Joelle ❤️✨❤️✨