Raquel Angel Nagler


Scarred Mirrors (66)


The night: a cataract of hands.
It scrapes the cliffs of our body,
It carries away
Pieces of our loneliness.

Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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  • Rookie Princess Lilypad (10/27/2013 12:01:00 PM)

    I got a feeling about this writing that takes me to sad, desolate places. I hate the feeling surrounding the subject of your poem. Identifiable and crafty way to relate so much in so little words. liked it! ! ! (Report) Reply

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