The House

Alyssa Ferguson
2 min readFeb 26, 2024

a poem of implications

Photo by Nathan Walker on Unsplash

in the cold mist
old forms can change
it is apparent in the cold mist
it is there
the hours hold up their heads
there grinning teeth
set on my shoulder
my feet go forward
and I fall back

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Alyssa Ferguson

Born and raised in a literary household, I write to clarify my own questions.