It was all dark.
My mind was bleak and foggy,
tangled in cobwebs,
caked with years of undisturbed dust.
An apparition of my former self
glaring in the mirror.
Who was she?
I forgot.
Bigger than this.
Happier than this.
But I forgot.
She was worthy and pretty
despite it all.
Then, a spider crawled inside her ear.
Year after year, it spun its home,
each new entanglement
dulling her spark.
Pulling out the webs,
thick and gross,
sticking to my fingers,
clarity returns,
and the fog slowly ends.
But then again,
is there ever really clarity?
Or are all brains simply balls of webs?
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luces
Where light shines.
posts
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Avalon
It’s not that I can’t express it;I don’t want to.Silence is a hidden cove.A port of solace.A fortress no one else may enter. I’ve become my own haven. Forced into myself,I wandered throughmy mind’s thornsuntil at a river.Glistening grey,cool on my toes,I scooped up a cupand sprinkled it around,continuing to slowly wander aboutas I washed…
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An Early November Snow
I noticed you don’t likepeople who feel.You only like the ones wholet you dip your fingers in your chestand wipe the blood on them. Anyone vacantyou can fill with yourjunk. I sit alone in this bitter, snowy dusk,staring at the brown, barren woods,wondering why you cast me out,but feeling this empty, winter windwhipping at my…
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Your Sister’s Purse
The picture popped up like a ghost,the sentimental, flowery love noteroughly fastened to a dried bouquet—an ephemeral postcard from memory lane.Like a monsoon mid-sea,the baggage poured over me,seeping under my skin until it overflowed as tears.I thought this was buried…How many yearsuntil the haunting apparition finally departs?I remember, after you won my heart,you went shopping…
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White Chocolate
You only liked white chocolate,so I can’t eat it to this day.We always wanted matching lockets,but it’s hard to cut pictures, anyway. You loved me when I was fatand loathed me when I was thin.I remember when she yelled out atme ’cause I said I could feel my ribs. Were you jealous back then, too?I…
