journey

journey

By Sophia Jamali

Abandoned house 

darkness

A handful of memories 

How can I endure existence and time? 

I have forgotten everything 

But memories and hungry wounds scratch my soul in isolation I turn a corner 

The cracked mirror is full of corpses 

who laugh 

not to anyone 

not to anything 

I carry the burden of my loneliness alone 

I go 

From the same way that there is no footprint on it…