Feedback, If I May - Poem by Alexzia Ferdinand
don't rush the ending too soon.
build a story over a
until you have complete mansions
of lines and prose and living.
don't become too enthralled with details.
they will paint pictures regardless
of words on a page.
make the words flow until you've enveloped
all, reader, listener,
critic alike. Finally,
break them with the ending. let it crash
and resonate like the fury
of ocean tide. And above all, leave them
with a question on their lips
yet the answer somewhere
after the last line,
they will know the truth.
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