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Earth - Depression - Sapphic Stanza

Trenches failing, sagging and crumpling, falling Dad jumps down in, holding a sheet of plywood Quick lads scramble out of a filling tombhole… Who will save Dad, now? (fiction) 2/28/2019

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/1/2019 9:10:00 PM

Oh boy the poor dad!!! I enjoyed this last one, but my favorite is still air. I am Virgo , of earth, and am rarely depressed. Thank heavens!

Andrew Fairchild
Date: 3/2/2019 11:09:00 PM

I think HE got out at the last minute! Whew! I am so grateful, that you are rarely depressed! What a wonderful gift to have, as depression really DOES feel, sometimes, like everything is collapsing in on you.

P.S. Awtry

Date: 2/28/2019 3:54:00 PM

quick boys, call 911! Lots of tension and action in this short piece. Good use of the form!

Andrew Fairchild
Date: 2/28/2019 3:57:00 PM

Thanks!