all the way

she leaves you behind –

choking on the dust of her

emptied out, smiling at the gravel

digging into your knees

from falling

from chasing her ghosts

from never being able to grab her or keep her or hold onto her

long enough to feel her all the way…

 

©2017 erin hoffman – all rights reserved

 

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