Monday, March 5, 2018

Frozen


When I finally died, all changed. 
I wanted to go out but there was no street. 
There was no one in the non-existent street, and so, no one awaited me.

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  1. ColinTuesday, 06 March, 2018

    Annabel, this image is so sorrowful and deep. Is she the mourner left behind? Frozen in loss. The circle of her arms like the mouth of a well into which all hope has fallen. Or is she alone on the other side, her past life sealed in darkness? No one awaiting her, as you say.

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