Maya Angelou

Remembering

Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleeve
to peer into my eyes
while I within deny their threats
and answer them with lies.
 
Mushlike memories perform
a ritual on my lips
I lie in mstolid hopelessness
and they lay my soul in strips.
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