White

White

A Chapter by Garrett Leatherman

A feeling so bright, so white,

It doesn’t even feel right--

Such is the plight.

 

A colorless shade so plain

Yet so damn ready to stain

It should be maimed.

 

A blank so corrupt in hue

That the only thing it’s due

Is a gun wound.

 

That way we can dye it red

And hope it dies, i.e. dead.

. . .

Where is my red?



© 2021 Garrett Leatherman


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Garrett Leatherman
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Now that's what it's all about. Raw.
And ... you only used 'WHITE' once!
Loved it!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Garrett Leatherman

3 Years Ago

I'm glad you like this one! I had most doubts about this one, in fact, but this is encouraging.

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Garrett Leatherman
Garrett Leatherman

Baltimore, MD



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