There are dreams from which
we never wake. We realize
the blur, the fast forward
memory, the muffled sorrow
was just a cinema still,
heartache as an absence
of what could have been,
enough hurt to break through
midnight, to enter another life.
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Adam Haver’s writing has been featured in Ballast, Poetry Scotland, Pop Shot Quarterly, Braided Way, as well as other journals. He received the 2022 Willie Morris Award for Southern Poetry and previously served as Editor of the college magazine, FOLIO. You can connect with him on Twitter: @ac_haver.



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