COWARD TALES BY AFEIKHE BRIGHT
COWARD TALES BY AFEIKHE BRIGHT
Hardly had I dropped the phone
I was Just about slipping into
Bodily stillness and rest
When suddenly another ring came
Who could it be?
From sleep dazed eyes
12am, No number, anxiety building up
Sluggishly I fumbled with the thumb
Of my hand on the answer button
What came a voice!….pick that?
What if it was those people?
It could be those little people
Seven dwarfs living alone in the
Woods, or…
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