Written 17th August, 2026 for When the Toilet Paper Roll Is Almost Empty Poetry sponsored by Sara Kendrick
White sheets, Unwound by time, The softness strips away, One square, Thin and so frail, Clinging to cardboard bone, I sit in silent, cold despair, Until the hollow core remains, Bare bones. Stranded.
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