A to Z Challenge

For the A-Z challenge, Juliet and Regina decided to post a new and original poem every day. Today we decided to write a poem together by using an exquisite corpse. Essentially Regina wrote a line then sent a description of the line: Adjective, Noun, Verb, Adjective, Noun. Then Juliet wrote the next one not knowing what Regina wrote and so on . We decided to title the poem "Zed" meaning the letter Z. The End.


Zed

Tired hands keep writing breathing words

Pretty, slipping between the iron bars

that no longer hold back stories we have to tell

But whisper, the twisted branches have ears

Open hearts dig loam and prepare

The particles of yourself, a necessary salvage

reap a harvest, wring your hands

Bleed through until the edges burn

An end begins 

and in it all we end