Photo A.M. Moscoso
I am not sure what disturbed me more.
Seeing this child’s shoe left behind on the sidewalk
or going back the same next day
and finding it had disappeared without a trace.
Taken
MY ENDURING BONES
Adventures in Creative Writing by A.M. Moscoso
This little poem had a haunting feel about it. Bravo.
To me, the best hauntings of any kind are the subtle ones.
Thank you so much for the lovely compliment.
My pleasure. And this post was awesome. Right now. a day later, I haven’t forgotten it.