Day 23: Separation Anxiety

We'll always have Ragdale.
We’ll always have Ragdale. Sob.

Exity
by Beth, Lila, MT and Patricia

Special prairie
Clouds no I was kidding
Ow my toe
Bad bad toe
When’s dinner?
Ibuprofen eight hundred
thousand. Plus whisky. Feel fine.
Good night.

Sunrise cloud Kafka
Makes my whirly word
Blossom. Friendship. Consultation.
I leave the prairie with the trill of victory.
See ya.

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3 thoughts on “Day 23: Separation Anxiety”

  1. We all started shouting out lines the other evening and i wrote them down as fast as I could. 🙂 Then I said, “we need something exit-y for the end.” and the title was born!

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