in the room with the wallpaper…

man-in-roomToday I wrote a sad story.

About this fella (who I named Sam) and why he is alone…

…here in this room with the wallpaper that reminded him of home and his own beat down mother.

I wrote… a fragment… of Sam’s story today.

And spent some time with T.S. Eliot because I kept hearing a certain refrain….

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/detail/44212

Go easy~p

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