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Ghost

Echoes

By Harper LewisPublished 6 months ago Updated 4 months ago 1 min read
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This new absence confuses me

with its lack of hatred

in the same old distance

so vast I can’t measure it.

I wander down these desolate corridors and hallways,

hear these same echoes of my unanswered voice,

feel the freedom of total loss,

this devastation complete once more,

all of the leftover raw loneliness

gnawing through delicate nerves and desperate heartstrings,

leaving me in tatters all over again,

brand-new heartbreak resonating deep

in the familiar empty chambers

where I am always alone,

cherished and discarded,

worshipped and abandoned,

seduced and rejected,

exiled in my native foreign land,

lost among strangers.

heartbreak

About the Creator

Harper Lewis

I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and all kinds of witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me.

I’m known as Dena Brown to the revenuers and pollsters.

MA English literature, College of Charleston

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