Poetry

Version

Written by Jacob Ibrag

We can’t ever be a thing. Dreams. Hand in hand,

making out on the steps of my apartment building. Silence.

The lie sets in. ‘This doesn’t make any sense.’ I wake agreeing

to dream version you and her words of prognostication.


Photography by Peyman Naderi

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7 comments on “Version

  1. Beautiful words my friend

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Stunning photography. But you can’t wait forever…even for her.

    Liked by 1 person

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