Photography, Poetry

abstracted, left to die

Posted on 12/10/2018 by Jeanne

I never held her
a flicker of light
never caged her
burnt her bright

purpose of breath
eludes me
sends me fleeing
from her death

propped on the front steps
she vanisheS
wrapped in black-webbed dress

Author: Jeanne

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