PitilessA Poem by rachelenicholsWritten as a response to John Donne.If you die for the love of me, And choose to haunt my cruelty, Come ghostly, groan where I still sit, I'll yawn and say, "Get over it." © 2012 rachelenichols |
StatsAuthorrachelenicholsPortland, INAboutI am between jobs; used to sub. I consider myself a dilettante writer. My favorite genres are high fantasy and literary. On this site I intend to focus on literary fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. .. more..Writing
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