A Journal of Lyrical Grit, Weird Prose & Noir Poetry.
[RICOCHET]
he keeps running
away bouncing
from one mirror
into another
ricochet
reflections
dark alleys
a labyrinth
playing tricks
the mind
disgruntled
again
won't stop
running
can’t
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