Steady

There’s powder near my eyes
Silencing the tears
The silent longings for
Long-forgotten lullabies
And never-ending tales

There’s salve near the wounds
Cooling the old burn
The suppressed cravings for
Unsweetened memories
And freely flowing ales

I am steady
In a world of loss
To keep what’s left of me

Evelyn Dumag-Gabinete


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