Day 6: NaPoWriMo 2021

Crossing the Mississippi I’ve never been to Missouri,nor seen the Mississippi River. Fog swamping the carparks,mist hanging light and low. Shadows bend      in a gnomish squat.Light goes missing      in a fog like that.  A friend texts me a photo of thatriver every time she crosses it.It’s not the same. It’s like lickinga … Continue reading Day 6: NaPoWriMo 2021