FRICATIVE Poem by Charlotte Van den Broeck

FRICATIVE



One step to the left
and you fall off the page, lie there
out of sight, out of shot of screams and deceit

lie there among all that's pale and asleep and not
to be written and stay

there, quiet and pretending
and reinforced along the seam
that runs between story and aorta

you still have to be so many people for me
you still have to

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