Code Purple: Day Seven

You were always
everywhere else.

I was caged
beneath a story
that others told
with my voice.

Mine settled into
a brief whisper.

Your name, friend
was lost in the wind
like a loose scarf in winter.

I grasped desperately
for your frayed edges,
and I am still seeking.

©2015 Jessica Stephenson All Rights Reserved


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4 Responses to Code Purple: Day Seven

  1. thefeatheredsleep says:

    Gorgeous writing


  2. Pingback: Code Purple: 2015 | In Potentia.

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