Gritty, raw, and darkly lit. A kind of almost macabre view of a horror scene. You write the dark with great dexterity, my friend. Truly well illustrated.

John

Powerfully penned, Keith. Sounds like a horror movie to me my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Some bodies are limited by hope…

Powerfully written, highly realistic, and illuminating poem on some people’s lives. You wrote this so well, my friend. The ongoing tragedy is captured with vivid and clear storytelling that gives the reader a glimpse into what is going on with this woman through observations so clear that I can empathize with her. She seems to be a result of an upbringing that left her lost. And you illustrate this perfectly here.

John

It is a sad reality for most. But her priorities are fucked! Thank you my friend. Appreciate the feedback!

Truth be told. Life is often cold.

Another write that punches you in the gut. Well done!

Powerfully penned, Keith. Priorities lead to choices, great write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Priorities schmiorities… it is indeed a sad reality for many as Adira stated. But I mean come on??? I’d free bleed if it came down to feeding my kid, something’s gotta give here…

Also hope the POS who gave her the bruises got what he deserved..

Well done my friend, you’re amazing as always!

xx
~P.G💋

You did a great job with this, dear Keith! You are a precise observer and fantastic and non judgmental storyteller who léaves it to the reader to make up their own mind. Concerning me, I pity the woman but at the same time I can’t understand that her baby isn’t her first priority. If possible, breastfeeding would be a wise idea to give the child a solid basis for a healthier life. Maybe, just maybe this baby could be the person to break the vicious crcle of violence, poverty and hopelessness.