Elegy
Echoing. Content Warning.
Everything always seems to echo in the dark. That’s the way it goes. This loss, always of the heart, was not a human person, but a concept. Something that is always there at the start gradually dissipates over time. When realization dawns, it almost seems as if there was a murder of the concept. It wasn’t that quick, but rather surgically slow. But just as realization comes, the reminiscence of what once was there feels violently ripped away. Not as painful but simultaneously excruciating through the echoes.
By Naomi McDonald 6 months ago in Poets
July Americans
Note: The term “July Americans” came from the late Princess Diana Spencer. She used it to describe the American tourists in the United Kingdom during the summer. I thought it was an interesting title, and it refers to the idea of celebrating a holiday when you have not shown signs of your nationality for quite some time.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Poets
