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Sep 2015
There's only trees and whipping vines in front of my eyes
I'm moving forward but I still feel their branches
slapping my cheeks like ice

I relate everything to the cold
my nose
and toes
and stomach
are always cold

I bolt forward through the pain
You're screaming at me
I can feel it
You're tearing things
throwing things

The river's current is louder now
closer
the sound is excruciating
and suddenly I descend
wrenched and dragged by ice arms

I watch you as you become smaller on the land
and I'm underneath
my body numb now
surrounded by silence
I close my eyes
*Goodbye girl
Goodbye world
Cordelia Rilo
Written by
Cordelia Rilo  LA, CA
(LA, CA)   
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