• Tricia D. Wagner

Marooned on Night Waters #1.1

Updated: Nov 16

A void recessed inside my chest

serves as a stage to what might've been.

A little more insight.

An angle on pain.

An inch more of height to expand the horizon.

A little less bruising from death's dimmest choosing.

A touch greater courage,

and I might've known

how the aching winds lift

once desire has flown.

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