There’s ‘something’ about this piece that I really like. Oh, I remember – the ending. Then again – it’s really ‘nothing’, so I guess there’s ‘nothing’ I like about this. (I think ‘something’ is confusing me :)
The beginning seemed almost sing song to me. Cajoling rather than demanding a response but those last lines felt like slaps to the face that left no room for any sort of argument.
I also enjoyed the reference to the tree and forest that others have already commented on. Beautiful imagery.
BiC
ElshaHawk (LoA)
Stockholm
JonB
remembrancer
Angela LaFey