Pluto, now disgraced,
was once hailed the ninth planet.
Today? Just a rock.
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F Cade Swanson
Queer dad from Virginia now living and writing in the Pacific Northwest. Dad poems, sad poems, stories about life. Follow me on insta at @fcadeswanson
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After the Storm
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
By Mark Graham4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (9)
I think the comment thread here is hilarious! "Pluto Rocks - it's not just a rock!" We could chant that at our "Justice for Pluto" rallies.
This is great! From planet to rock, quite the diminishment!
Loved this! Justice for Pluto!
Viva la Pluto!!
Short but sweet.
Justice for Pluto!!
Poor Pluto!!! Loved this :)
Pluto will always be a planet to me 🩷
The Poor Pluto - and it doesn't even know