Feb 13, 2022A shared moment halved — Famke Veenstra-AshmoreISSUE VII: CONFESSIONSMedium: PoetryInstagram: @famkevaI knew of you before this: a perfect plurality of talentsbalancing boys and books like red, spinning plates. Challenging: a circus act, getting by on gestured praise,performing with borrowed smiles and, of course, time – I never noticed you before that moment on the bus: you let a small admission go, a small admission sought, Shared, halved. That mutuality, I acknowledge now,flitted through me like birdsong, trailing my footsteps and nesting in my thoughts. Climbing by the houra trunk so raw, but pulling itself forward in time, so it could settle and reach me now. I know you,and the world has become magnified, our silence outlined in feverish gold. I wonder one day, if thedistance will find you sat there, thinking on that moment of confession, where everything changed –
ISSUE VII: CONFESSIONSMedium: PoetryInstagram: @famkevaI knew of you before this: a perfect plurality of talentsbalancing boys and books like red, spinning plates. Challenging: a circus act, getting by on gestured praise,performing with borrowed smiles and, of course, time – I never noticed you before that moment on the bus: you let a small admission go, a small admission sought, Shared, halved. That mutuality, I acknowledge now,flitted through me like birdsong, trailing my footsteps and nesting in my thoughts. Climbing by the houra trunk so raw, but pulling itself forward in time, so it could settle and reach me now. I know you,and the world has become magnified, our silence outlined in feverish gold. I wonder one day, if thedistance will find you sat there, thinking on that moment of confession, where everything changed –
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