So, I’m still working on the poetry class. Last night I reworked a 55 word piece of prose I wrote, (as part of a challenge) into a 55 word poem. It may be familiar to some of you — anyway, FWIW — Sue/KyneWynn

In Fifty-five Words

Father and son,
Playing father and son.
On stage, the dialogue
Between the character
Neil and his father
Was electric.
Excellent casting decision.
It was just like watching them
At home

Teenage angst.
Overbearing father.
In a way,
Disturbing.
In the end,
on stage,
the son committed suicide.
At home,
That night,

My husband died.

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