Aurora Magazine 2018

The River Jonathan Rosengren A current flowing back in time

But closer to me To reach me now A passion moving deep inside This stream of tears has found me again Like a twisting turning river bend

Below a cross No one wants to see

A crying voice No one heeds A stake And a hanging head Eyes closed And all the world is blind Blood matted hair And this pain is mine

A pale body glowing In the light between shadows

The colors of death And black is night Blood is red

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