Alice guides me back,
out of the woods
out of my mind
out of the scrutiny
from an unforgiving sun.
She has this interesting ability
to make people focus on her
like she's the only thing here
in the entire world.
"Charlie, you should stop wandering around like this," she scolds.
She knows
I get lost easily.
"You always find me," I say.
Now it's
my turn
to be indifferent.
"If I don't come find you,
no one will."
I can't deny that.
Everyone gave up
on searching for me
a long time ago.
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Gumdrop Slides (cell phone novel)
Short StoryI'm trying my hand at this cpn thing, let's see where it goes edit: I ended it up making it rather short, but I think it turned out okay for a first try.
