On my silly fearA Poem by k. brown You know they're in there, waiting...waiting... ; )
On my silly fear The open closet becomes a terrible maw Until the sun comes up again. She doesn’t approach it lightly: Those horrible Christmas dresses might Jump out and gobble her up, whole, Garlands and silk boas and all! © 2008 k. brown |
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Added on March 12, 2008 Author
k. brownCAAboutBirth date: November 20, 1985 About: Mostly poesy/love stuff. Some short stories. Likes: Writers: Peter S. Beagle, John Crowley, Charles De Lint, some Niel Gaiman *Poets: Elizabeth Barrett Brown.. more..Writing
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