NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 12: What happens when I try to get up earlier (a poem)

I did not follow any specific prompts for Day 12. Still, this poem feels somewhat like the damage poem suggested in today’s Writer’s Digest April PAD Challenge prompt… The Sunday morning coffee is slightly bitter but I’m sleepy The only problem is that I can still remember the sleepiness is not enough to overcome the power [...]

NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 11: The library on a Saturday afternoon in April (a poem)

I did not follow any prompts for Day 11. Instead, I went with a slice-of-life observation while I was out and about… The stale rubber odor dourly greets me as I enter It is at once familiar and offputting the lingering smell of a bitter reunion disbanded without resolution In the corner a tired-looking gentleman [...]