elaenor-aislingWhisper

27 / F / American
Today, I sold the guitar we bought togetherHere, I do not need to coax the sound— / No more tremulous plucks, bated breath, / Muting my voice as it slips from my throat
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Aug 8, 2022
They say my voice sounds like longingLonging is trammeled in my throat / Oh the honeyed years / Before I knew what to miss,
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Jul 25, 2022
When your name is said for the last timeThe cliff’s monumental resolve / Plucks the sustained note of its rise / over the wayward valley,
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Jul 15, 2022
SignpostsSignposts / The signposts at the end of her life / Swam in watery fades
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Jul 15, 2022
Omnia - MorriganI don’t, don't speak human / when blue comes down to talk / in the clogged old crannies of the night
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Apr 13, 2022
TuesdayTuesday: a squalling jolt of surprise sorrow / And I am holding a flood behind my lips / Mouth pressed to the leak,
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Jan 3, 2022
Keen for the Old YearBeneath a banshee cloak fog / The dying year shifts in her harrowed sleep / tussock hair splayed across December
13
Dec 25, 2021
AftermathI can only say I miss you in so many ways. / My syllables plunge like suicides / Into the space between us
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Dec 21, 2021
Peter [Last Night in Capernaum]In the night / Memories drift like the hair of a drowned man / The waves a callous lullaby
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Dec 5, 2021
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