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He said he couldn’t believe he was flying He said that it was the best feeling ever He said my breath on his face was exhilarating He said my golden hair had never been so within his grasp He said my radiance would leave his cheeks redder than before He said he wanted to hold me in his hands He said look father I can almost touch her He said he would never again be able to stand on solid ground He said or forget seeing my face this close He said Don’t worry father, I’ll be fine He said Just a little higher I remember his father’s face I remember seeing his feathers fall off one by one I remember him slipping through my fingertips I remember the splash I remember a beautiful girl, crying on the beach I remember her calling out his name I remember her hair behind her: As she jumped after him, off a cliff I have been waiting a millennium, to forget I would have liked to catch him It would have only scorched him worse
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Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 1:54 PM UTC
Murdering Icarus (Response to "Waiting for Icarus" by Muriel Rukeyser)