Poetic Prose

“His Plymouth navigated home on the blade edge of moonlight, that fine line before the razor-sharp steel slices through darkness, revealing the thin leaf of dawn.”

Grace Writes

Anna G. Watson

~ educator, aspiring writer, simple design and style

3 thoughts on “Poetic Prose

    1. Thank you, Andrea. Sometimes, I tell myself “just say it” but my mind doesn’t listen- can be willful. And then, the words fall out. Taming the beast! x

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