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Ode to a Goodbye by Francesca Aspromonte

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Ode to a Goodbye

 

These words are my anchor, my prison, my ceremony

 

I weep for you in an instant

 

Fracturing time, halving moments

 

Stumble on forgotten still frames that clog my sleep

 

Kinetic, slow moving, images

 

Dampen the meaning, while grasping for life-lines that always fall short

 

Distended and unmutable

 

These words, my anchor, this prison, my ceremony

 

Do me no service, as I stumble to spit out a half-hearted

 

Goodbye.

 

 

By Francesca Aspromonte

Featured in Basement Babes, Issue 16

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