The Connecticut Writing Project Young Writers have their own e-anthology of their work. Enjoy!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Not finished yet but just thot i'd post it
I remember when The streets had no name And a cold wind Blew around the houses A deathly silence Enveloped the town And yellow streetlights Cast a haunting glow Not a soul moved Nor a leaf rustled It was as if life itself Was holding its breath