come back

Updated: Mar 10

09/19/2019


What do I hide with my body?


When my body is disappearing, I call to it, begging it to return. When my voice grows soft, and quiet, it's because I've used up all of my oxygen calling out to her, telling her that she doesn't have to go. I remember when she started running, but she never told me why, leaving me stranded with the image of the back of her head, thick amber ponytail swishing back, and forth, leaving a trail, behind her.


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