We Go On, and On, and On

Starry

abyss

floating

somewhere

on a marble

in a house

in a body

in clothes

sometimes

on a couch

no one cares

in a room

surrounded

alone 

between twilight

and sun

written by kirsten curcio
written by kirsten curcio

Kirsten is a mother and wife. She has driven through the Smoky Mountains twice, survived a hurricane, loves nature, travelling, photography and art.

Ghost Human Bones offers fiction lovers short stories and poetry. Dive into surreal, romantic, funny, haunting myths of our world and beyond by Kirsten Curcio.
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