soapyair

a tangle of things

poetry





grief


Inventories of loss

Hierarchies of sadness




The same damn room

With no windows

No doors

No memory



Stacks of ledgers

Silverfished pages



Boxes of images

An old flag after the storm

Are you in?

Did you make it in?




Well, I tried


--jan 2025

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