Drifting Apart. Poem by Tara Schley
Drifting Apart.
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I heard today that continents move apart at the same rate fingernails grow.
I trimmed my nails and moved to paint on your favourite colour of nail polish.
- I painted on mine instead.
I considered the slivers of nail clippings.
...two continents had drifted that much farther away from each other.
Slowly.
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Tara Schley.
Tuesday, January 21, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: breaking up,break up,affinity and love,bittersweet love
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