My husband's poetry

Category: trauma

  • ellipsis of the soul

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    by

    cfblack
    in , ,

    Who! Who! Who! 3 am, owl in the trees asks and I do not know. I do not like my dreams. The anger and fighting – everything unresolved. Who! Who! Who! 4 am, owl in the trees asks and I still do not know. Restless sleep. I remember failure, the young who died and we…