She walks, following the curve of the road,
Footprints in the snow, winter-withered plants
And a low sky stubbornly grey.
Written for Ink in Thirds: Three Line Thursday. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2024.
It's Still Life 
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