Skedaddle

Inside boxy abodes,

lurking wanderlust tickles.

Restive brains dream

mighty adventures seen

through open window…

Where life waits

cloaked in a warm, spring glow.

C’mon kids, flee the nest.

Skedaddle!

Outside we go!

written by kirsten curcio
written by kirsten curcio

Kirsten is a mother and wife. She has driven through the Smoky Mountains twice, survived a hurricane, and loves nature, travel, art, and photography.

Ghost Human Bones offers fiction lovers short stories and poetry. Dive into surreal, romantic, funny, haunting myths of our world and beyond by Kirsten Curcio.
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