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©2018 Barren Magazine. An Alt.Lit Introspective.

Ghosts


by Susan Mulder

There is within a longing
for the deep hours.

Ones where entire days
disappear in a blink

and worlds are discovered,
word by word.

Those simmering moments when day paints the hall
with shafts of ambered gold,

and dust swirls a riotous ballet
through light while in the silence

is held echos of childish squeals
as ghosts skip airlessly by.

Header photograph © Susan Mulder.

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