Abby Koning Biography

Can you hear me?
The canyon is vast and though my voice echoes
I wonder if you’ll let yourself hear it
And if you do, I wonder whether it will make you
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Come, journey with me
Into imagination
From the melancholy tones
Past the wailing moans
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Oh, he’s just some guy
The one you don’t even notice until you walk into him
Then forget the moment you turn away
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find some godforsaken rock and sacrifice the bitterness of youth
watch
-close your eyes and see this—
The coloring child brandishing her white crayon, trying to convince
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(a whisper reaches your ear:
‘nobody likes the taste of cold dregs…’
and you attach no meaning to it)
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