24 July 2019A Poem by Megan Lynn TocciIt’s the non-remembering that wrecks me.it’s not the loudness that scares me or even the feeling of metal in hand-- this imagination is active enough to put the missing pieces together even if they don’t fit the way they’re supposed to. but wednesday night has me thinking about the aftermath and it’s the slipping away part that really does me in, does me in in ways i can’t fully grasp, and it’s the blood that gets me too but it doesn’t always have to be like that but the slipping slipping slipping away part does that ever play out any differently? i don’t want to slip i want to stay i want to stick but don’t know how. it’s the non-remembering that wrecks me. © 2019 Megan Lynn TocciReviews
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1 Review Added on July 25, 2019 Last Updated on September 23, 2019 AuthorMegan Lynn TocciBoulder, COAbout2018 Bachelor of Arts: Political Science with a History minor. 2017 UNCO Bookstore Contest Short Story Winner. 2014 National Scholastic Writing Awards Silver Medalist. 2014 Denver Women's Press Cl.. more..Writing
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