It's Still Life

Hallucinations and Other (Mis)Directed Dialogues

There’s sunlight on winter,
misdirected dialogue from ice to warmth.

Winter shivers.
Are you cold, asks sunlight.

No, it’s just crickets
in my bloodstream, says winter.

Miz Quickly’s words (pick a few or all) Words: hallucinations baby good stairs directed luck bloodstream 35 cricket dialogue

These poems/prose are draft versions, written in participation of Miz Quickly’s prompts and Writers’ Digest (Poetic Asides) November poem-a-day challenge. The aim: to produce a chapbook for submission. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Images are ©Misky, and created using AI-Midjourney.