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Grace McDonough
Poems
Nov 2020
memory's *****
Memory is a sick lie
A joke
We choke on
Collectively
Memory is rose gold
Damp with mold
Stretched thin and wide
It fills me with hope
That the evil eye
Will not abide by human law
and let truth preside
Over memory
Its invertebrate spine
Clenches
Withholds
The pain growing mold
The rage that burned
Holes
In your favorite sweater
The silence that follows
Time not spent
Alone
Tastes like sour
black coffee
Left out
Old times
Are not the happy ones
They are all sprinkled
With a misery
That precedes
Your lie of a life.
we never remember things for what they are
#depression
#misery
#sad
#lies
#memory
Written by
Grace McDonough
20/F/Kansas
(20/F/Kansas)
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