III

Poem by Kaitlyn Lafferty // Photograph by Milly Cope

I am getting lost again

in filling nothingness

in a quiet wrapping

an unheard

understood

collapsing

I am ruins

an ancient site

grown over

i don’t remember

how to be

your haunting shapes

fill all spaces

leave no room for me

forgotten

in soft whispered

i love you

and quiet nights

a bare beast

and a delicate void

i was never

not a mirror

for you to look through

just another

mourning frame

forgotten before

ever shaped