Photo by Greta Unetich

By Greta Unetich

Your face fractured by the shadows under the stars, 

Under the slivers in the silver trees. 

The cold air touches my arms, my legs. Cold water in my hair, mist on the road back home. 

Your skin underwater, 

Where the dreams of the living live, 

Blue even when the starlight is silver.


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