The Ache
- Nolcha Fox
- Feb 11, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Aug 22, 2024

I no longer find you in this dry riverbed.
I only feel the loss of you faded
into crusted mud, barren banks,
receding undergrowth and shade of trees.
No flowing water can revive who you were,
how we were together. You are an ache
in the branches of my bones.
published in Contemplate
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