a separation
on a liminal line
where dusk meets midnight
and dawn meets the sun
i shed off the blood from my arms
in a certain light
it looked like wine
but it did not taste
sweet
i let go of your hand
/
i was born
again
Author’s note: This standalone poem is also part of a poetry collection that forms a short story, named ‘Love, Death’ — you can read the collection in ascending order on Medium.
About The Author: Author of over 20+ web-serials & novels, published by Tapas.io, recent addition to the Wattpad Stars program, and Winner of Tapas’s 2018 Summer Writing Competition, Beau Van Dalen’s stories have amassed a total of over one million reads online — between short stories, poems, novels and scripts, he can always be found with a pen in hand.
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