A Drunk’s Empty Glass
Lost & wandering down a winding road, around and around.
Unwound the corkscrew released.
The fresh bouquet of a finely aged wine,
Rich and decadent. A river flowing down my throat;
Filling nowhere, emptying nowhere and still unfulfilled.
Red or white, I wander still.
Finding nowhere or nothing,
S. Godson was born in Jamaica. She was raised in Huntington, New York since the age of 6 where she currently lives with her family. She’s been writing since the age of twelve, mostly at times when the words refused to stay in her head. After college, she worked as a financial analyst. She is currently working on two novels, both in the realm of never ending stories, awaiting publication upon completion.