Empty Places
Empty buildings. Empty families. Empty Country
By Tina D'AngeloPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Jesse Mills on Unsplash
Gawkers searched overhead at the unfamiliar rumble of roaring jet engines
Gaping hellgate flames and black smoke billowed, paper drifted, figures fell
Crematorium dust flooded streets filling nostrils with death's acrid remains
Bitter forever reminders of horror, the taste of their ashes never departs
Nothing left. Empty space. Althought bright, you can never touch the light
About the Creator
Tina D'Angelo
I am a 70-year-old grandmother, who began my writing career in 2022. Since then I have published 6 books, all available on Barnes and Noble or Amazon.
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