Human Flint-Knapping

A Poem by Chase

It would appear that I'm little more
than stone

with those I care for
poised,
hands raised and falling
over
and
again.

© 2018 Chase

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Added on May 31, 2018
Last Updated on May 31, 2018

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Chase

Stillwater, MN

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My name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..