Tag Archives: ghosts

rooms

so much we don’t know squared inside rooms we almost live in bland walls comforting with sameness the eye has memorized only daylight changes shifts to fluorescent bulbs driving shadows to corners where they hide like dust swept into cracks ghosts waiting … Continue reading

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my sister’s ghost

Twice I saw her in dreams; the first time I carried her weightless in a basket on my back. No one saw her but me, & she wrapped her arms around my neck & murmured in my ear how to … Continue reading

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