delta-breezes:Ryan Field 
EXISTENCEThe mist hides the...



delta-breezes:

Ryan Field 


EXISTENCE

The mist hides the screams,

darkening the blood to black.

Fingers grab the trees for help,

trembling in the fading light.

No one is there to see them.

No one is there to hear them.

As if they never existed.

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Published on November 12, 2020 16:05
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