The river

Where are you going?

.

Rippling waves

Lap against

The worn and

Creaking

Wooden skiff

.

He does not 

Answer my

Question

Extending a hand

.

I know the exact amount

I know the payment required

.

A tarnished silver coin

Cold

Pale eyes

He looks through my soul

.

Where are you going?


I wrote this in response to The Free Revoltions Prompt Challenge! Be sure to check out the theme for Issue 2! Photo by Jack Anstey on Unsplash

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