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G H O S T

A poem

By Natasha CollazoPublished about a month ago Updated about a month ago 1 min read
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G H O S T
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Grains of sand beneath our feet. An image that reenacts itself on repeat.

Haunting thoughts in my slumbering sheets, as we stare upon the chalky sky frothing over an

Oily canvas between blood orange beams rippling off the calm side of the

Sea.

The moment where I always wake up to the phantom of you and me.

surreal poetryStream of Consciousnesssad poetryMental HealthheartbreakAcrostic
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About the Creator

Natasha Collazo

**Studying Modern Journalism @ NYU **

Student @ American Writers & Artists Institute

Project: The diary of an emo Latina

Content and freelance creator

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Instagram: @sunnycollazo

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  • Shirley Belkabout a month ago

    Well done...

  • D.K. Shepardabout a month ago

    Great use of imagery and internal rhyme! This is very memorable. Well done, Natasha!

  • Paul Stewartabout a month ago

    Just...breathtaking...you have such a gift for poetry, Natasha!

  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a month ago

    That last line hit me so hard! Loved your poignant Acrostic!

  • angela hepworthabout a month ago

    Amazing acrostic!!

  • That last line is phenomenal! Well done, Natasha!!!

  • Margaret Brennanabout a month ago

    profound and very lovely, even though it can also be sad.

  • Anna about a month ago

    I love it! Such a creative acrostic!😊

  • Silver Serpent Booksabout a month ago

    Your acrostics are so amazing. I loved this one too!

  • Esala Gunathilakeabout a month ago

    A nice Acrostic poem.

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