There are no new emails.
There haven't been for the past few weeks.
The morning might as well be the afternoon.
Dinner might as well be breakfast.
Time might as well be still...but it won't.
Spiky rests her forehead on her dresser.
There's nowhere to go outside.
There's nothing out there to do.
Outside might as well be inside
Note: Updates Every Friday
YOU ARE READING
To be a Straw Hat
PoetryA young woman graduated from college and has no idea what to do with the rest of her life. No one will hire a nobody with no experience and a lot of time on their hands. Spiky (her nickname), tries to find her way in life while many odds are stacked...
