Eric's habit (acrostic/shape/etheree type)

by Mr. Darcy   Oct 28, 2020


He

ate one

leg, then, the
large purple toe;

only then, did the
wisest words of mother
erupt in his savage mind:

Eric, we may be witches, yet
nothing, but shame comes from, nail biting.

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- Mr. Darcy
© 2020

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  • 3 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    My bird eats everything :-( Powerful poem my dear!

  • 3 years ago

    by Everlasting

    Ah, he is flexible. The toe?

    I unfortunately have the habit of biting my nails but from my hands lol. And. That’s only when I’m overthinking. Turns out this pandemic is helping me deal with that habit. Im becoming more conscious ... I’m somehow managing to stop touching my face and of putting my fingers in my mouth (yay). I blame anxiety for that habit though.

    • 3 years ago

      by Mr. Darcy

      You so funny, you so good, me want to eat, food, food food...

  • 3 years ago

    by Em

    I know a lot of people can relate to Eric's unfortunate habit.
    Great piece.

    Take care.
    Em x

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