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  • Writer's pictureSophia Aguiñaga

(death)

It comes quietly

Your absence

It comes silently

Invisibly

Yet fills the entire room

Becomes the air surrounding me

Cycling through my lungs


Inhale

She is gone

Exhale

She

Is

Gone

Inhale


Believe it

Turn it inside out

Light it on fire

Break the concrete beneath my feet


Destroy it all and

Fall through the earth

Float frozen in space

Become the emptiness between

Heavenly bodies

Just to see if maybe

Magically

That’s where she landed

When she left

And I can catch up

if I fall through too


As if I could possibly

Stay standing on solid ground

this spinning rock when

She is gone


Exhale

Inhale exhale

Inhale


She is gone

And the illusion

Of sunrise and sunset

Cotton candy colored clouds

Bleed of blasphemy


It’s just the earth spinning

And we are all fools

For misunderstanding


As when everything seems dead

And later proves to be alive

Perhaps the earth

Is telling me

That nothing

Not one thing

Has truly changed


Exhale


(death)

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