National Poetry Month, Day 24 | Laura Yurs & Tanya Gervasi
April 24, 2021
Nostalgia Edits
by Tanya Gervasi
sometimes I see
- like in a dream -
memories that never were
I linger
- forgetting myself -
I step inside
the familiar yet unknown
swinging back and forth
between fragments
of shells and stones
I close my eyes
I'm in a room
I hear the sea and smell the moss
Am I alone? I'm never sure
Could stay forever in this deserted land
yet a siren from afar
rings in my ear
for me to come
back to myself
here I am
I always wonder where I had left.
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