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“what once was me continues on.”

By Bridget CouturePublished 2 months ago 1 min read
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I am a sculpture I do not remember

carved by passing echoes

what once was me continues on

a bundle of scars, sensations, and time locked away

what is the present (currency, now)

if not endless relining by unknown hands

not mine

not anything




I have forgotten half of my identity

the key of many descends

metal like flaked iron scratches deep into my throat

cells shift and swallow its coarse particles

I am not foreign to the pain

I am here

I was there


I will be all that I can’t remember


I won’t forget enough


I will reline forever until the layers cease.

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Bridget Couture

An aspiring author and poet with an unquenchable love for books. Can often be found typing intensely or substituting reading for sleep.

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Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!

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  1. Compelling and original writing

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  • Silver Serpent Books2 months ago

    Lovely poem. There's a sense of longing here that really resonates.

  • Unless you begin to peel back the layers one by one like an onion. In which case the question becomes, when you peel back that last layer, what do you think you'll find? Beautifully, painfully evocative poem, Bridget.

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