I am marooned
On an island
Where boats used to moor
Leaving grooves in the sand
And the people would come ashore
And visit me awhile
But I was unkind
And they sailed away
Their white sails
Fading to gray
Mist and nothingness
Though no friend were they to me
My heart aches with the memory
Of words said
Oh, what is a voice?
Remind me!
I hear instead
Nothing
Nothing
Drifting into
Nothing
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Inside the Asylum ✓
Short StoryA teenage girl murders her brother, forcing her into the local asylum. But what if she's not really crazy? One tragedy. One girl. Four white walls. Welcome to the Asylum. [a poetic short story] **Awards** 1st in Short Story - The Champ Easter Award...