Sunday, January 15, 2023

Meet the Author’s Name

Nothing more was said.
The thing’s skull was short.
Wait, were you reading

A new short story
By someone you knew,
Someone who gave you

Her books long ago?
There goes the fourth wall.
Now all a reader

Can see is author,
Remembering her,
The way she was mocked

By other students,
Great homely thing with
Too much makeup on.

Your friend. Acquaintance
At the very least.
Now that’s her story.

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