Poetry

Salted

“I salted
the earth
with tears.”

The pain was too much, too raw. It stole my breath away and the only way I could function was to sob. It felt like forever, but before I finished, it was enough to salt the earth.

Β© Sarah Doughty

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27 thoughts on “Salted”

    1. Aww thank you, Walt. I don’t always feel so low and despondent. Usually these pieces are written up to a week before they’re posted, so even if I do feel it in the moment, I may not feel it when it is released to the world. But I always appreciate virtual hugs. 😊

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      1. I’m well Sarah, work is kind of consuming me though, hope you are doing well also, I’m currently working on a big writing project with a friend of mine so haven’t had much time for other writing, needless to say I’ve been fairly absent as of late, really missing alot of good writing on both sites in the last while, hope to be posting some new pieces soon, how are things with you lately?

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