February 21, 2013 Pink Slip – A Tanka 2 Comments Catatonic stare “Sorry, we must let you go” Hits like a brick wall Slow, hard and painful at first Then it numbs you to the core ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: fired, job, job loss, pink slip, poem, poetry, tanka, unemployment
I like how you captured the feeling of receiving a pink slip. It’s a feeling I know all too well… Reply
I’m sorry to hear that you have had to go through this as it can be devastating. Fortunately it only happened to me once, but that doesn’t make the event any easier to bare. Reply
I like how you captured the feeling of receiving a pink slip. It’s a feeling I know all too well…
I’m sorry to hear that you have had to go through this as it can be devastating. Fortunately it only happened to me once, but that doesn’t make the event any easier to bare.