ghosts

 

dark path

the darkness at night

holds

our ghosts;

the memories of who we were

when we stumbled upon spaces

and claimed them as ours.

those pieces

like broken glass

leave their slivers inside us.

And as the night closes in

the ache of recollection

takes on shapes

in this slumbering place. – J. Hamilton

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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