the path

the path

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
"

a sad story

"
She uses
and is
used

She abuses
and is
abused

She bruises
and is
bruised

--
the path
she refuses
to veer
from
only
leads
one
place.

Her favourite
colour is
lime green --
the dress
I bought
her for
prom.

I wonder
if they
make
casket liners
in that
particular
shade.




© 2016 Lyn Anderson


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Clever use of words.
Very tragic.
That one place that the path leads is a scary place indeed.
I think that this is the first piece of yours that I've read.
I plan to read more.
~Claire

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is smart and sharp writing with a poignant ending, good job

Posted 7 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

7 Years Ago

Thank you very much.
Ow....but that accurately sums up the feelings of some. The experience of others. A stab to the heart.

Posted 7 Years Ago


It's so sad how quickly life can turn to death. You did a great job with this! xo :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


this reminds me somewhat of the poem "barbie doll"

bitterly sardonic...with that black humor...and the twist at the end works so well..

same color as the prom dress....we cannot save...those who need that must save themselves.

really strong poem and the rhythm drives the point home like a stake in the heart. maybe a green one.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

7 Years Ago

Last year, I attended a funeral of a 23 year old girl who was addicted to meth and heroine. The room.. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

that is so sad...
Lyn Anderson

7 Years Ago

It is. If you haven't read it already, that girl was one of The Three.

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Lyn Anderson
Lyn Anderson

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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