THIS POET IS WELL TRAINED IN HIS CRAFT! MAYBE WRITE MORE LIKE THIS, HUH? 😀
Aftermath (100 Words)
Faith thought about adding the word “less” to her name.
She had no idea who started the war. It didn’t matter. Nothing remained; just wreckage and ashes.
Days since she saw another living human, she shaded her eyes from the dust clouds.
What kind of God would allow this to happen? The same sadistic, bastard who let her survive.
Faith frowned. Entering an overturned subway, she pushed a corpse with her boot and found a baby.
“Hey, how will I know your name baby girl?”
Someone had pinned a folded note to the baby’s blouse.
She read it.
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