Let’s talk about cosmology, he said.
What about it? she asked.
I want to know how you stole my soul, he replied.
I steal into everyone’s soul, she said matter-of-factly, to which
he sighed, and a small blizzard formed and fell somewhere above the Alps.
Not so soon, she said . . .
. . . you can read the rest of the poem here.
© N Nazir 2021
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I’m so pleased to have this poem published in the Whispers and Echoes Online Journal for their Autumn callout. I hope you enjoy it ❤
Sharing this for dVerse Open Link Night hosted by Linda.