Those unspoken words

between us

were sublimed away.

Questions left open,

things you never say.

Silent enigmas prevent me

from contemplating your breath

I confess.

A distant marveling woven

out of air might conceal so much


I crouch quietly on the floor,

covering my heart in pain.

You will never ever hear the noise

it does make again.

Karla Bardanza

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