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  • Writer's pictureKerry Orchard BMP

Nobody's Child

Surrounded by silence in a room filled with noise,

emptiness strangles the soul.

A bottomless pit,

the belly,

we are not whole.

Shadowed by longing,

shamed by tragedy,

a butterfly escapes the net,

only to be caught by the spiders greed.

A fleeting kiss,

a light touch,

for her we long,

we do not belong.

Kerry Orchard 2018

Poem girl on swing
Poem Nobody's Child

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