Oscar_Locke

Australia

these are my letters
to myself.

Message to Readers

Trying to make the process of remembering visceral.

memory

May 21, 2019

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silent as lightning;
calling my name,
i breathe out.
the
smoke bleeds from vein,
milk black.
a spirit of
shame; hazy and bitter.
fingers, shadowed,
graze
the mirror. ghosts,
calling my name.

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