He frequents her mind

daily…

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Ceiling Cracks

The ceiling has 3 linear cracks

running across the northwest corner.

 

Filaments of spider webs cling

to the popcorn texture and float effortlessly.

 

Salty tears slip from her eyes, past

her cheeks and settle into the curvature of her ears.

 

The news, the past, the enormity

of it all chasing sleep from the premises…

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The Fallen

Seventeen more fell today

across a country filled with anger.

 

The smell of despair filling posts,

fingers pointing in every direction.

 

Orders to speak not his name

and honor the dead and traumatized.

 

Reliving October 1st as the

media fills every outlet they can.

 

Hearing the screams and

seeing the faces over again.

 

Sleep won’t come for the

living who grieve for the fallen

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Chapter 9

I find comfort

at my desk surrounded

with photos of those I love

 

My fingers tapping

out pages filled with whispers

unveiling a story long dormant

 

Lilacs overflowing

crystal bowls of memories

longing for a place to bloom

 

Their place found

in the rich folds of Chapter 9…

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