You killed me In your mind No confrontation No bullet Poof. Gone. I was dead to you Except I’m not Our eyes meet Happen chance Perhaps. Or not. You’ve seen a ghost. Living. Breathing. I walk past the bananas Then past you You are white Gape mouth I now haunt you In my safe boundary … Continue reading Ghosted
Category: Relationships
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There is a lot swirling together in the poem (posted earlier today). I would appreciate feedback. I am considering separating this into two different poems with the same thread. As with the world, so much to process. People put thoughts into categories or boxes where they can contain them. I see the intersection-- the common … Continue reading They