Abandoned
- Gianna Vozza
- Nov 16, 2022
- 1 min read
She stepped further and further away
from the assortment of items;
napkins, plates, forks, all of these, used
and forgotten.
The small stuffed rabbit continued to gaze forward.
Talking, laughing, joking, eating;
people peering at menus.
People sitting down to begin
their experience.
The family calling for a waiter
because their child broke
a glass.
Pieces pierced the shoes of passerby –
Pieces shattered ubiquitously.
The small stuffed rabbit still remained, the thin pink ribbon around its neck
its only identifying factor from all of the other
small stuffed rabbits in the world.
The little girl, dressed in blue, never
came back; it was abandoned,
like how you abandoned me.
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