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Sherri Alms's avatar

After

I am

one wasp wing

fog

sunlight in a wood

loose white thread on your shirt

ant on the kitchen counter

sliver of soap

a day in February

ever since the crow

landed on our roof

and your heart

flew off in its mouth

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Pamela Pescosolido's avatar

Becoming a ghost through ghosting myself

I once was invisible

I once was a ghost

I wondered if I spoke

Would sound leave my mouth?

Living alone for years,

Days on end pass with

Not a word spoken,

Not another human seen.

I go to a store,

Using the self-checkout lane,

Not even a human at a register

To notice my existence.

If I even exist anymore

At all.

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