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Disappearing

Easier than you think.

By Daniel BradburyPublished 6 months ago 1 min read
Disappearing
Photo by Klim Musalimov on Unsplash

We are all magicians, eventually.

No puffs of smoke, stolen identities, or trips down the Liffey

just a gradual fade.

The wand carves a corkscrew and a little piece vanishes

like undoing a puzzle

until you can see the light through the holes.

You shouldn't fuss.

Things must be left behind.

The next payment, the next electric bill

those are hungry mouths, you know.

The audience is spellbound as

a passion is abandoned

a dream interred

a certain laugh falls silent forever.

They sit uneasy as the wand clatters to the floor.

We are all magicians, eventually.

Free Verse

About the Creator

Daniel Bradbury

Big fan of long walks in the woods, rye Manhattans, Spanish literature, jazz, and vinyl records.

Lover of all things creepy and crawly.

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  • Stacey Mataxis Whitlow (SMW)6 months ago

    brilliant. absolutely, brilliant.

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