Ghost Travel

He left the city
He left her
He left himself with her in that city

since then

He travelled the world
He travelled with her
He travelled in an empty shell with the memory of her

man in jacket smoking a cigarette
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Cassa Bassa

πŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¨πŸ‡³ inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfitΒ child 😊

15 thoughts on “Ghost Travel”

  1. Absolutely beautiful and rare gem of poetic art… love the layout, the minimalism, the subtle repetition, the haunting theme. Read it several times over to let it sink in; it’s pretty deep on multiple levels. The image seems perfect too. I stand in awe! πŸ™πŸ™

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