Entry for The 1477 Poetry Contest: Sponsored by: Brian Strand Date wrote 2nd June 26
I rubbed the tips of my thumb and forefinger together to accentuate the scent she had left behind as she flew away home; held it to my nostrils and inhaled the musky scent of green bell peppers. Her house was not on fire or children all gone but she opened her ruby red carapace spread her lacy wings left her smell of fear. And Ann?
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