Rivka Rothstein
- Mar 22, 2020

solace

there comes a time

when

we all just rush past

hasty hand wave

hellogoodbyeseeyouneveragainbecause

we are lost

we are lost and unaware

of our deathly surroundings

i pick up a pen to let it do the talking

some semblance of life reforms

to trail me back home

sabbatical2020

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