Cleopatra Hill
written by: Vicki Miko and Xenia Tran
@vickimiko
thoughts left behind
a parched calendar
swings on a nail
do words last?
does the sun?
in a place
where winds whistle
through abandoned stores
a bright sun feeds
the tree of heaven
Jerome’s Mini Mart
disenchanted
the flickering streetlights
no longer shine
the sun dims behind the mountain
it’s hard to see
who lived here …
this emptiness
spills from the town
where ghosts leave little trace
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