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| Cole Keister |
Unspoken
i crave conversations spoken aloud in vast fields unedited content pouring out at will, convert conversation’s currency from words into rugged bridge shedded bark green balloon words get wisped away along with fear of forgetting there’s precious somethingness in memories that aren’t preserved in record aren’t made to feel like artificial replacements spent like monopoly money they are forgotten soaked into earth air
© Gillian Lionberger
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| Gillian Lionberger |
Gillian Lionberger studies in the heart of her Appalachian culture at Hollins University’s MFA program. Her inspiration comes from little objects that lovely-clutter hearts, tapping into the concreteness of language, and coffee spreads across prose, poetry, and non-fiction. She also enjoys fencing, Persona games, and playing with her two dogs.


Imagine how burdened we'd be by all the memories of our lives! It's good to let some go.
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