The Witches Last CurseA Poem by Stephanie M This is a short story made into a poem. The old lady rocks in her chair Sitting in the middle of the attic Staring at a blank wall She remembers life before the Inquisition When she didn't have to hide who she was As she prepares for her journey into the Summerland She realizes it's time for justice to be served! © 2014 Stephanie M |
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Stephanie MBarberton, OHAboutI am a published poet and aspiring writer. No, I am not depressed! I write dark poetry. I am inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft and Ray Bradbury. I am also influenced by the works of Coleridge.. more..Writing
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