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Soft Closure

Soft Closure


This place
was her silence.

I hear her ghost voice
call my name
until forgetting
swallows the echo

in the front door
that closes
softly
without
needing
to be
slammed.

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JONATHAN MOYA

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2 responses to “Soft Closure”

  1. Dominic Alapat Avatar
    Dominic Alapat

    Beautiful poem!

  2. JONATHAN MOYA Avatar
    JONATHAN MOYA

    Thanks.

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