Abby Koning

Can you hear me?
The canyon is vast and though my voice echoes
I wonder if you’ll let yourself hear it
And if you do, I wonder whether it will make you
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Come, journey with me
Into imagination
From the melancholy tones
Past the wailing moans
...

Oh, he’s just some guy
The one you don’t even notice until you walk into him
Then forget the moment you turn away
...

find some godforsaken rock and sacrifice the bitterness of youth
watch
-close your eyes and see this—
The coloring child brandishing her white crayon, trying to convince
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(a whisper reaches your ear:
‘nobody likes the taste of cold dregs…’
and you attach no meaning to it)
...

Once again, I find myself driving silently
From somewhere I can’t remember
To nowhere at all
On this road paved with apathy
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a shadow
she said
that’s all we are
simply a pair of impermanent shadows
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Why I am never quite able to say
Exactly what
I mean?
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Dreams
Are as starlight in my eyes
Carving rivulets in my cheeks,
(oh, such anguish)
...

The winter night was misty
As we stood side-by-side.

And the night was so cold that the stars,
...

Your eyes are ivory keys
With blackest pupils in between
And they play the sweetest music
My eyes have ever seen
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Memoirs of a Lonely Coffee Shop

If I could, I would pass my days in coffee shops
Pensively sipping my chai tea latte and watching the passersby
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Emotions stirring.
Rising to the brim of the cup which is our souls
And even over the brim
Spilling into the laps of the fashionistas
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I inhale your scent.
And see us together, our hands forming a perfect circle while
The brown of your eyes and the green of mine
Somehow combine to make purple…
...

These tremulous footsteps
Patter on and on.
Remaining steady
Like the rain
...

Before I met you, I was
Lost
In a maze of vertical shadows
Better know as
...

Look into my eyes.
With your irises so radiant,
Reminiscent of moonlight dancing off water,
Throwing broken shadows
...

Those divine fragments
Of beauty
In your eyes,
Remainders of
...

You glisten faintly in winter’s chill
So pale, so fragile, so thin.
Breathing in the silence,
Reveling in the isolation,
...

Through eyes of jade hue, tranquil waters I survey
I watch and await the dawn with bated breath,
Though I’ve become so jaded
Where is the rising sun that will banish my ennui?
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