poetry

Here is a ghost lost in the night

Here is a ghost lost in the night, hearing her own voice as the voice of someone else. She has been taken into the stories of a stranger. So she stands, her arms outstretched and listens to the words spoken through her lips. The clouds hang heavy with rain. Here is a ghost lost in …

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A Kiss from a Ghost

A kiss from a ghost, the pale moon burns and the sea goes out. The dead will find you, their mouths full of birds, their eyes full of salt. Look at the world and see how it’s not yours, the white hands like smoke on the shore where they rest. The sun is a bird …

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