MICROFICTIONAL POEM: THREE FRIENDS CAUGHT IN A STORMFair weather friends or faithful companions?Tabitha GraceDec 28, 2024933Share0:00-1:21Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade.THREE FRIENDS CAUGHT IN A STORMFoot prints, cold breath, mittenless handsFloor length bubble jacket, thermal boots crunching on icy sandOnly laughter can pervade the friendship from being frozenWe on thin ice built on cold lies — watered by empty promises and unspoken rivalriesThe snowy storm surrounding our silence beats down on our beautifully brown bashfully blasphemous facesEach holding in a storm of sound that begs to shower our world with the words: “Sis, I’m sorry”Instead we trudge on through the whirlwind of party to after party drunk off BacardiJackets exposed while our hearts remain closed and shiveringTill the wild winds gust and blows us to another door open — we step in closed to each other but not safe from the storm of resentment.SubscribeSharePreshate y’all for tuning in.If you enjoyed what you seen — or heard — you can leave a tip hereOR upgrade to PAID.
Niiiice listen and read! Thanks for the shout out. 🤗
And so it goes with so many relationships that are supposed to be close and caring, one hell of a storm.
Great reading. That cynical little laugh.