The Memory iii by Hailey O'Gorman

Artwork by Hailey O’Gorman

Artwork by Hailey O’Gorman

And there you are,

you sweet and stupid thing,

dreaming of a quiet world.

The stone will close eventually

like an angel under your pillow

its eyes look unknown

and unfurled.

 

This lock is at last broken,

this you have known.

Your melting wishes are stinging and taught.

Universally heard in their tongue,

waxed and wormed

but here you chose to be alone

with the plants

and the other unaffirmed.

 

At last you watch the oranges dry out.

The bottle is cold to the touch,

and visitors are allowed.

She comes to you with family, but with her,

an orange and sock.

And you are doggedly,

Bruisidly sick of them all at once.

Words by Hailey O’Gorman

Artwork by Hailey O’Gorman

Edited by Emily Gough

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