Flash Fiction & Poetry
Miss Anthropy
I live for myself only.
I stare into space.
I think. I dream.
Alone does not necessarily
mean lonely.
I have no obligations.
I stare at the clock.
The seconds tick by marking time
but it means nothing to me.
I have nowhere to go. I am free.
I do as I please.
No one requires of me, no one demands.
I shrug off their kisses, their hands.
Alone does not necessarily
mean damned.
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about 1 year ago
i like it!
about 9 months ago
really solid