NoHoldsBarredPoetryWritingChallenge Day 10: Daughter’s lament

~ Nortina S. 
The scent of wet paint 
and cigarette ash pulls 
me from my nightmare.
I call into the darkness,
Dad, are you there?
How I have missed you.
I've been so lonely.
Sit on the foot of my bed.
Let's write a new story.

© 2022 Nortina Simmons

Let me know I'm not talking to myself.

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