Memory
is never lost
It sticks until Love’s presumed end
when all has been consumed
and the fire is in danger
of a burnout
It is an undertow
that leaves nothing
but ambivalence
and a longing
that kills
Memory
is never lost
It sticks until Love’s presumed end
when all has been consumed
and the fire is in danger
of a burnout
It is an undertow
that leaves nothing
but ambivalence
and a longing
that kills
Gretchen Filart
Gretchen Filart is a writer from the Philippines, where she weaves poems and creative nonfiction about motherhood, love, healing, nature, and intersectionalities. Her works have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net, received distinction from phoebe’s Spring Poetry Contest and Navigator’s Travel Writing Competition, and share space in local and foreign publications. Connect with her on Twitter, Instagram, and Bluesky @gretchenfilart. She’s usually friendly.
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