images frozen still,
some full colored, most only traced in negatives-
triggering incomplete or lost memories.
sounds added to the
looping track in my head, a lower octave
unheard yet so fitting– dissonance, chaos, me.
and i’m just there trying to make enough space to both
embrace and depart
in due time from this spiraling blue
you showed up nakedbarecryingbrokenweatheredtorninshreds – skills unlearned
& i can’t let go.
this mirror reflects my stranger– for it’s my face
but you are the one peeking out my gaze.
but who let you in?
it wasn’t me. you, the little girl
in me i have long failed to remember.