All through
the black
pines, shooting
forth such
laughter, echoing.
His course
lightened.
Middle school rookie writers trying to make sense of chaos at the base of the Rocky Mountains
Friday, February 17, 2017
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Hmmmm, interesting, but really mysterious and short. Does this relate to you? Maybe make a new one to explain this.
I like how it starts with a prepositional phrase.
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