Thursday, April 30, 2015

2015 Poem A Day, Day Twenty Nine

For today’s prompt, write a what nobody knows poem. It’s easy to write a poem about what everybody already knows, though it may be difficult to write an interesting poem about such things. Still, use today’s prompt to explore things people may not know–secret stories, locations, and so on.

Little Lies

truths hide
in small places,
like beneath a sink
where he slept at night
what no one knows
is that he
did not

hide, too,
in the open
where we can see
bites marks on his fingers
but he said he
bit his nails
and we

lies leapt
in flying fire
like tempers tossed, hot:
it was the rats biting
and so he hid
his tiny hands
from us,


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