The Purge

I found a picture
of us
today
One that somehow
escaped
the purging
the ripping
the shredding
the burning
the great culling
There we were
strangers to me now
shiny eyes
gazing deeply
into
one another
there were sparks
there was fire
there was magic
but remembering
the hurt
i ripped it
into
a hundred pieces
and let
the wind
carry it away
Kathy Keogh

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