Every day, I feel like a distinct entity.
Splinters from my past constantly invade my thoughts.
Interiors passed; the atmosphere shattered.
Wherever I was yesterday,
today is not present.
I dwell in the past, with no one around me.
Only ghosts speak to me now,
they have a lot to say these days.
Is any of this true? Who cares?
There are stories on the other side.
These stories have been waiting for decades to come out.
Now is the right time for them to step out
of the shadows weighing on their souls.
They have an eternal shimmer reflected in the rippled water.
This descent into darkness must finally be over
when the sun comes out on the other side of the moon,
even if the clever clouds covered it up.
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Moon Desert
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BA in Cultural Studies
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American actress and singer Mae West became a popular film actress during the Great Depression. She started entertaining in vaudeville, then performed on Broadway, and finally went to Hollywood. She signed up with Paramount Pictures and made her debut in the 1932 film “Night After Night.” She also starred in musicals, comedies, and crime dramas. The American Film Institute named her one of the best classic Hollywood actresses.
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Amazing poem! I especially loved, "I dwell in the past, with no one around me." What a powerful sentiment. Great picture too!
very inspirational, love it
Wow, this piece is deep! It paints such a vivid picture of wrestling with the past and embracing the untold stories waiting to emerge. A journey through time and reflection, where truth bends with the shadows.✨