No Holds Barred Poetry Writing Challenge: Day 28

Tanka

I heard the voices,
knocked over trash cans. I saw
the blade plunged into
his back. Blood pooled on asphalt
seven minutes until death.

—Nortina

Don't Keep It to Yourself. Write It Down!

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