Poetry

Fury Of Us

The night was alive with the fury of us.
Our wild eyes — always hungry
for something more, never pretended
to be anything other than real —
told the stories no one else ever wanted to hear.

© Sarah Doughty
Originally part of a collaboration with @footsteps.of.my.namesake

For the ‘Support Insta Writers’ August Prompts
(based on books written by authors in the IG community)
hosted by Tracy and Journee.

Chasing Eve by @tina_m_courtney

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