Ground

John Bogna
1 min readMar 12, 2020
Photo by Kunj Parekh on Unsplash

To the dirt with you,
to memory
and then,
to nothing

but the smell of fresh-turned earth.

I’ll never
be a lightning rod
for your
hate
again.

This was written in response to the Chalkboard one-line poetry prompt “Ground,” posted by D. E. Fulford.

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