Chrissy’s Stalker is no Longer

Life is what happens
When people attend your wake.
A tall tale I told beneath a Georgia porch
In plain sight,
A crawl space hid a body
That of his
Him. He should have known.
Swing, a tire tree we swung, chilling through the sunrise of what’s better left unsaid.
It’s only permanent.

(© 2021 AC)

(WattpadAmazon Kindle.)

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