My Door

The strangest one I have ever seen, fits well between two sections of a wall. Yes, it is a door I speak of - but what does it hide? Have I ever seen the other side of it and perhaps who is there? It is a voice that is fair at times but abominable at others. Is it my mother's, my father's, my sister's, my brother's? Am I mad or is this a dream, or something on the other side of my mind? (May 2022)

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Andrew John

Date: 5/19/2023 3:40:00 AM

Ah yes, rooms! And on the other sde. Thanks so much for looking in, Lee.

Lee Norton

Date: 5/17/2023 5:16:00 PM

It encourages us to embrace the unknown and approach life's encounters with curiosity and an open mind one can hope. Well done on crafting such a thought-provoking piece Andrew, personally I like it a lot, something powerful about the rooms one encounters and doors to others! Thank you.