Aching

Still up
I struggle,

Wish
For silence

To be
The loudest
Presence

Not a shade
Or memory

But
Solid and
Fortified
And most certainly
Real

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Published by effiegraves

Author and poet of contemporary YA, short shorties, and flash fiction. View all posts by effiegraves

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