I have never been so alone,
so cast out
unkempt,
disregarded,
sitting on a rock,
not the beautiful mermaid,
but a barnacle
clinging to the remains of life.
Poems by Annie Elliott
I have never been so alone,
so cast out
unkempt,
disregarded,
sitting on a rock,
not the beautiful mermaid,
but a barnacle
clinging to the remains of life.