Sometimes the voices of the past are like ghosts in your future. Always waiting in the shadows to see you again. This collection of poems focuses those ghosts, and invites them to tell their story. Good, bad, neutral, or nonsensical, each will have its turn to ask, "what do you remember? Where do you go from here?"
The images I can still see
They chatter from their pages
In conversation filigrees
Of gold that glittered from your hands
When you held them out to me
The images I can still see
They chatter from their pages
In conversation filigrees
Of gold that glittered from your hands
When you held them out to me
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