The Girl


November 2, 2019 by petrujviljoen

the height of the morning echoed in the aftermath of the dying day. a flash of heat, of light, one had to look away and one feared. it … it. it was. but for a short while. the interim dark. but…

the last of the girl
so intensely remembered –
saturated night

10 thoughts on “The Girl

  1. Jules says:

    This reminds me of fitting in with Nov 2 as being the Day of the Dead and perhaps a celebration of remembrance?…

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  3. Nan Mykel says:

    Wow, that’s gonna stay with me for awhile! Scary.

  4. Wow. Those last three lines. Hit me right between the eyes.

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