Poetry

Absent

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Paint us a streak of direction. What if we

fall in with the senseless? Faces, absent from

expression. Less we know the stranger. Oceans

of calamity flowing in between our fingers.


Photographer Unknown

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2 comments on “Absent

  1. Sounds really intense…

    Liked by 1 person

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