#SampleSunday – poem – Felony

All you fiction writers out there — yeah, I’m talking to you — yeah, you know what I’m sayin’.

by Marian Allen

If I blunder into the dark alley
of my past, my experience,
I meet myself there,
a masked thug,
lying in wait
to rob myself
of plain coin.

Honesty is helpless
before the twin fists of
encoding and indirection.
I am a martial artist
at telling what was
as it wasn’t,
shifting value
from one pocket
to another.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about something that affected you very strongly, but set it in another place and have it happen to somebody very different.


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I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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