February 12, 2018
By 18ryank BRONZE, Gilford, New Hampshire
18ryank BRONZE, Gilford, New Hampshire
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I always thought our fights were innocent--

small scuffles but nothing more.
To my surprise,
I dodge an enraged book that I never saw coming.
It soars behind me, attacking
my desk and everything on it.
Ink bleeds through all my precious work. It’s all ruined.
I go back to thinking nothing of it until
a familiar quarrel spills out once more.
Now I am the one covered in ink.

The author's comments:

Submission for "Ink It" competition.

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