Poetry

Between States

Written by Jacob Ibrag

‘This isn’t a joke,’ she whispered. I wasn’t laughing,

and yet I wasn’t being serious. Reduced to a ghost in a dream,

the kind that tries to guide the sleep. I was awake in this moment,

and she was stuck between states. ‘This isn’t a joke,’ I repeated.

She wasn’t laughing, and yet she wasn’t being serious.


Photo by Sweet Ice Cream Photography


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4 comments on “Between States

  1. This is downright haunting. Great job.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. I love how all of your poems flow in a sort of stream-of-conscious style. Reading your poetry feels like swimming through mystical water, and I love it. 😊

    Liked by 3 people

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