my ghosts

my ghosts are tissues
and slips of paper
tucked into books
half-read
undigested
like a meal
I was too full
to finish

The morsels
rotting, dusty
on shelves
waiting for me
to return

My ghosts
are waiting
for me
to return


Shannon M. Turner
previously unpublished
unknown time written
~ ironically found written on a piece of paper tucked in a book

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