revealing
the raven tattoos
on her neck
when I ask
about her insecurities
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Departure
It has been two weeks since you left this house and I still feel your presence all around. I inhale and exhale nothing but the loneliness in the morning. On the balcony, the birds peck into the bird feeder and fly away. The sunbeam through the bedroom window tries to warm my slumberous body and disappear. Some white fluffy clouds start gathering in the sky to cover the bright sun. The first half of the day passes and all these scenes make me ponder deeply about life that keeps on moving.
settling dust
on the window glass
afternoon thoughts
Cattails, April 2020
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