By Heather Graham

 

 

Those nicks were just normalcy,

and burns a bargaining plea

for a life that tucked truth away

behind hollowed apathy.

 

Hanging hope upon the rope

of ambient ambition,

she washed out in the white sounds

of lack of recognition.

 

She spun with empty longings

of a life she’d never lead

as she silenced herself in the screams

for someone she could not be.

 

 

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Heather GrahamGraham, Heather

Heather Graham is a recent graduate of North Central College. She is currently sharing the benefits of flotation therapy through her work at Anicca Float Club, while seeking a fitting graduate program. During her free time, she can be found writing, wandering in nature, and discovering new music.

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