The Dead Remember
Reality being peeled
By Rebecca A Hyde GonzalesPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Dawn McDonald on Unsplash
Hands press through the wall.
They mouth what I used to dream—
and open the seam.
About the Creator
Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales
I love to write. I have a deep love for words and language; a budding philologist (a late bloomer according to my father). I have been fascinated with the construction of sentences and how meaning is derived from the order of words.
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