Debris

The branches

of the tree

flail the air

grasping at the form

standing

below

trying

to embrace it

a thousand times

over

greedy talons

reaching

to hold it close

but nothing

touches the

forlorn

shadow shape

because

you can’t

hold on

to a ghost

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This weeks challenge update:

  • Blog post 38/52 – Now only 14 left!
  • Writing in the screenplay – On the to do…
  • Drawing – This too…
  • Feet writing & drawing – Done!

See you all again soon…

~Liv