Valerie Nagorna
Contributor
Reflecting ruins of
Masked sorrow
Dirty glass gazes
Say good morrow.
With every word
Enhance resistance.
Predestined failure.
A years-long instance.
Throw in the trashcan
His thrift stored heart
’Twill never sell
Light-years apart
A checkered floor
The black, the white.
Remainder of
The pendulum nights.
Found handy comfort
On your shoulders.
The past unsealed
His gaze was stronger.
Reject. Object
To the unchanged.
Light-years apart.
Heart disarranged.
