Dig the soft earth
Strike. Strike. Strike.
Strike the ground.
And let down the casket.
The whiteness suffocate me.
Give me a lump
Of wet earth, down in fistfuls.
Let me down gently.
The casket hurts me so.
Dig the soft earth
Strike. Strike. Strike.
Strike the ground.
And let down the casket.
The whiteness suffocate me.
Give me a lump
Of wet earth, down in fistfuls.
Let me down gently.
The casket hurts me so.
Niangthianmuang writes riveting poetry and captivating short stories.