in an epoch whenshe is imprisoned under iceradiance washes over her froma leaden and silent expanse abovehair pouring outwardframing a pallid expressionno longer composedof resistance and fear of flighther life of faint sketches on pagesfingerprints near the exitsthe collapsing wordsof unwritten memoirsdissipating into murky green
© 10.7.2014 heather brager
She left an indelible mark. It might not be evident, at present, but a lifetime of bearing witness never goes unrewarded.
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