Ochre Idyls

Poems, Haiku/Tanka, Short Fictions

It's not gonna pan out.

I don't follow.

People don't just roll over. Something's brewing, man. Can't you feel it?

Just this anger inside.

That's it. That's helplessly it. But people don't stay helpless for ever. Find the history that hasn't been rewritten. Learn from it!

Where?

  • Fiction
  • 47 words
  • < 1 min
  • July 04, 2025