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Stitch by Stitch

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I’ll spend my whole life
Disentangling from you
That’s all fine
I can handle it
Can keep my thoughts
And moves separate
But I wish I haunted you too
You’ve skipped right along
Swept me under the surface
Playing out our future
With some body new
And not that I know
But suppose I found out
You gave them the names
The ones we had picked out
George and Violet 
Rory and Charlotte
They’re mine and you know it
I’m taking them down
Inch by inch and 
Stitch by stitch 
I’ll sew up this shroud
With me in the ditch
Don’t come find us
In the grave where you left us
You’ll have no use of us now

Contributor

  • Karlen Lambert is a writer and an artist, currently studying for a BFA in 3D art at UNCC. Her work explores grief and neurodivergent presentation. She enjoys working with surrealism and color in her photography and other works. She is an avid reader, writer, purple enthusiast, and music lover.