The Killing Box
written by: James Gabriel
@James_Gabriel1
Sitting in
the garage
is the
killing box.
Orange, it
stands out
on the counter
next to earth
splattered lawn
equipment
and a broken
bicycle.
Its world is ashen.
Shells of intricate
brown and black design,
grave markers.
The residents
long vacated.
Vaporized
in a sea
of white foam.
A holocaust,
smelling of salt.
Born and raised in Los Angeles, California. James Gabriel is new to poetry. Inspired by the small moments in life that add up to who we are as people.
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