the corners
where we never stood
surprise me most
with curbed whisperings
of what wasn’t
and more,
of what won’t
this is the quandary
of your ghost
shadowing me
in the places
we’ve never walked
to the streets
we won’t

© Sarah Whiteley

PS – To those wondering why I’ve been quiet on the writing-front… I’ve simply rediscovered my watercolor pencils and for now they hold my fancy. Never fear. The word wheels never stop turning completely and the cool fall air is bringing on the urge for more words. Soon.


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