(28/30) Boarding House

The Prompt for day 28: describe a bedroom from your past in a series of descriptive paragraphs or a poem.



The first real bedroom
I had all to myself was

a 13 X 10 shanty town on the third floor
of a drab Federal style row house.

The walls were wood panels which
absorbed all natural light making

its way thru the keyhole of a window;
dull white faux stucco squares

masqueraded as a ceiling;
the wood floor showed its age

with each step, squeaking like
an elderly bathtub toy.

My bed was a queen-sized life raft
keeping me afloat in this ocean of dullness;

the spring time air greeting
this space, my aroma therapy.


 


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