by Jill Darling after spare-ness by jkd
staggering through each
letter, breath
(anti)hero
following our own best
mistakes stumbling
over continuous
moments
plot, character, trailing
behind narratives
misunderstood
the main players,
the story
or, a valley,
an oasis of disturbed
sensation
flaking
a full array of possible
beginnings, endings
what happens at each point
sliced
like armor made of sand
an epic tale of love
wandering
recognition
presented entirely in strokes
of red, grey, translucent
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