The soulless
abandoned streets
coincide with my existence.
To torment me,
it seems,
a couple sits
where I can not avoid bearing witness their date.
My solitude
is intensified by their presence.
They drink to prolong their evening,
as I drink to forget mine.
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WRITING CHALLENGE
Find a Muse in the Masters
Write a new piece using Nighthawks by Edward Hopper as your inspiration.
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Simply beautiful! Nice response to the prompt. 🙂
Thank you!
Last two lines–killer! Good one, Lydia.
Thanks!
Thanks
Good stuff 😃😃
This was just amazing. I’m jealous I didn’t write it.
wonderful!
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Beautiful. Haunting.