Challenge
Rewrite Me!
Take one of my pieces (your favorite, one you think you could do better, one that would be interesting in your own voice, pick one at random, i don't care) and make it your own! I am really excited to see what you all do with my words. I will be reposting everyone who enters, and I will choose the winner. Much love <3
Somewhere at the Bottom of the Morgue
Everything is dark.
Smells foul—reeks of lost ambitions and broken dreams
In some kind of box
Don’t know if I’m dreaming or not
Sounds and swirls echo
Whispers of Everyone I ever loved
and Everyone I didn’t.
I want light
To feel it–the soft warmth of early morning sun
To see it–sunbeams split through leaves
To be it–the only escape.
But there is none.
Just me
and my ghosts
that I took with me
my ghosts
that I keep in me
my ghosts
that are me.
Just me
and my ghost
somewhere at the bottom of the morgue.
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