2012 White Chevy Impala
By Sarah Semon
Did it hurt?
i -
no. please.
i hope
That your soul slipped gently,
trust falling into the black
only to have it reach it’s infinite arms to catch you.
Pulling you in at the waist,
never choking
Like you expected.
i hope
the stars kissed your tears,
The moon caressed your fire
and the universe held your hand,
Whispering
“you are safe now. you are home.
It’s okay to be afraid.”
i hope
it was like
going to sleep
When it’s raining.
(the rest of us are awake.)
-s.e.s
11:56 pm
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