Vacuity

My memories, barely discernible and disappearing into quicksand, are clawing through nightmares mired in debris from the past. And my dreams are filled with hope dashed against the scabrous shore of despair, swallowed by the tides.

Inside me only a void, created where the future ought to reside…

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About Mauro Metallo

A Writer and Photographer equally at home in Italy and in Canada.

One response to “Vacuity”

  1. davecandoit says :

    Wow, great catch, Mauro. You really did waaay better with those chairs than I did. Moving words, too.

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