Poem, Living Wraith..........................................Kiska Corrigan-Hoaglin ’22

Living Wraith

Kiska Corrigan-Hoaglin ’22

You haunt me as I lie awake in bed; You stir me far before the morning light; Crepuscular, you are stuck inside my head; I’d go so far to say: an eerie sight.

Your bright blue eyes are morbid, as it seems; Your blood does stain my face and fingertips; I hold your corpse tight to me in my dreams, I wipe away the paleness of your lips.

I fear that you will melt away again; And dust to dust to which you will return; Will not remain to hold your artist’s pen; The thought of this just makes my stomach churn.

-But in the day, I see nothing’s amiss- Your eyes and lips alive enough to kiss.