#WritcoStoryChallenge
The old, treasure chest lay exposed when the storm retreated. waited by the shore for our ancestors to meet to be greeted
out past yonder across the sea
of who knows besides what the what was left of our family that got to be apart of
the other side of the world and how they twirled and got left mending
crazy quirrels
in a world or war
how our lives were forced to unfurl
all the crazy feelings
of losing another one each day and receiving the death toll
and we be illustrating books about captain hook the Yee ol
killer across the map that swirled
and led us to nothing but fending what was left of our human souls to be shredded into none the less and what was left of our misfortunes