Authors note: this is a revision of a poem I wrote for school, because we had to revise some of our poems for an assignment. Its about a transfem oc that i have
She weeped
there in the jail cell at the back of his head
And she dreamed– quietly, because nobody liked her dreams–
She dreamed of carving his flesh into her own, like wood.
In the back of his head prison, she dreamed of freedom,
she dreamed of living
She dreamed of breaking from the cell,
Into a world where the people let her dream.
Into a world where the dream is real.
And still, she dreamed
and still, she weeped.
And still he cried for her riddance
and the riddance of the body she was put in.
The body she wished she could burn like wood
And use the ashes to form her own
So she could say good riddance
to the fear keeping her locked behind his face
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a middle schooler's creative writing assignment one shots
De TodoThese are one shots that ive written for my creative writing class. Some are funny, some are bad, some are good concepts that i might rewrite now. Ill be adding more when school starts back up and i write more. contains: poems time travel demons gra...
