A lot seeps from the cracks,
but this is pure atrophy
the words form into strings,
shapes to memories and agony.
A lot that was left unsaid,
when the winds blew that day
will be written down in history
the black and white way.
This post appeared on the blog for the first time in November 2015. So through Flashback Fridays, I repost some of my most favorite pieces for more people to see.