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The End by Marlee Head

Marlee Head Headshot

Grief is the silence that burdens the sound —

one house, two homes

two minds, the bones

of all that hurts and remains.

 

The moon is hung with echoes

and cobwebs cling to empty rooms,

Nothing but dust to haunt the empyreal blue,

Stalling hearts and faded rules.

 

The songs have been sung,

the candles snuffed out,

the dark left alone in a skeleton bed

where all that breathes is the end.

Marlee Head’s work has appeared in the online magazines Verse of Silence and Potato Soup Journal. Their short story ‘Snake Soup’ appeared in the anthology ‘Heat the Grease, We’re Frying Up Some Poetry’ from Gnashing Teeth Publishing. Several of her pieces have been accepted to upcoming anthologies.

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