Tag: taken from the plot of a friend’s book

  • Inkwell • from 54 poems at 27

    Inkwell • from 54 poems at 27

    Her house was underground in a town that ends in “A” her daddy was a preacher but the preachin’ wouldn’t pay when her brother tried to drown cause he didn’t wanna grey I tried for days to reach her but she took a week to say meet me in the roundabout in the town square…