My Abdication
The poetic musings of a girl that has traveled far but gone no where.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Ingrid
She glowed in the pale light
of nothing. Her hand attached
to darkness and in the abyss
in front of her was Malik.
His skin was darker than nothing
and her hand laced in his
made her feel like a ghost.
Aleathia Drehmer 2009
Published by Right Hand Pointing Issue 29
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