After writing at Valleyfair, I took my poem on the road next to Taco Bell. I do most of my writing on my laptop or phone, but playing around with short poem drafts lends itself to longhand, sometimes. Here are the drafts I did at Taco Bell.
When I left Taco Bell, I was generally satisfied with my poem. I could see Tamar (the real girl in the photo that inspired this poem) cold and hungry, escaping into sleep, only to find monsters there, as well. It was very depressing, and I decided it was time to go home!