Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer Poet Prose Poetry

Emergency Transmission

Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out. Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out. Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Knock, knock, someone please, find me! 

Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out. Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out. Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Knock, knock, someone please, find me! 

The roof fell when I was exploring. Fuzzy, dark. I cannot get out.  Please find me.

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Amelia Harrell May 26, 2020 at 11:51 PM Very unnerving and unsettling (in a good way, of course!). Wonderful!

Caren Krutsinger March 28, 2019 at 9:47 PM I like the cadence of this; I think we could sing it!