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Poetry: Agoraphobia

by Eli Kwake

Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

I forget what the light feels like

When it comes from the sun

Is it warm or is it cold?

Does it sting or tingle?

And what does the wind feel like?

Is it friendly or frightening?

Is its embrace kind or cruel?

I know nothing anymore

On a whim and a memory

I went out and could not tell

If the heat was the weather

Or the onset of hell

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