I have a two-hour block of time
to write
Which is an immense amount of time
for me to do any one thing
without disruption
I don’t know if I want to write
about nothing
or a leaf
Both of which fit my mindset
Much like the thought of infinity
fitting into droplets of thought
which I place into a bottle
with no bottom
I won’t, however, describe
what it is about the construct
of a leaf or the amount
of nothing
Those are mine
-M. Taggart
Here! Read my short story, Only. Just. Here. published in America’s Emerging Horror Writers- East Region, by Z Publishing House. There are fifteen short stories in the book and I found all of them to be entertaining.
Very nice.
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Thank you
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Gentle. That’s the word I was given as I read this. Gentle.
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Just got to Moosehead Lake. Wish us luck!
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Nothing or a leaf – both are infinite in their way – loved this poem Matt, it has such a sense of peace. Enjoy Moosehead Lake :O) x
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nice
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