Stranded

Clinging for dear life,

Barely grasping the weeds,

It’s handles reach like fingertips in the wind,

“One gusty blow!”

The plastic bag screams,

“And I’m sailing.”

© Elizabeth Daniel

Response to our Inspiration Call on February 24, 2017

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