The cigarette lighter clicks.
Smoke
drifts through the air as she exhales.
Then quietly
she whispers
"I'm home."
...
This was originally a short story but I changed it into a "poem" because I thought it fit better. :)
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The cigarette lighter clicks.
Smoke
drifts through the air as she exhales.
Then quietly
she whispers
"I'm home."
...
This was originally a short story but I changed it into a "poem" because I thought it fit better. :)