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
small
truths hide
in small places,
like beneath a sink
where he slept at night
what no one knows
is that he
did not
sleep.
lies
hide, too,
in the open
where we can see
bites marks on his fingers
but he said he
bit his nails
and we
believed
bigger
lies leapt
in flying fire
like tempers tossed, hot:
it was the rats biting
and so he hid
his tiny hands
from us,
too.
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