shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Anna Cates



(a triolet)

Sojourn through a labyrinth . . . You never know
What lies beyond the bend—
Abysmal heights to the shadows below—
Life like a labyrinth, you never know,
Your fate, what joys or woes.
So, which way to wend
In this journey through the labyrinth? Who knows
What lies beyond the bend?