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The Silent Ones

  • Alicia Morrison
  • Apr 2, 2020
  • 1 min read

They're silent, the people of the ice planet,

I think sometimes they speak to each other,

in nods and glances, but perhaps its just

coincidental, at first they were so silent,

I didn't know they were even here,

They wear strange coverings on their head

and face, mostly in white fabrics, it is very

elaborate and perhaps religious in nature,

I try not to state at them, it's mesmerizing,

The translucency of their skin, the presence

they possess, without any words at all,

they're like ghosts, or shells, eyes pulling away

when I try to get close, constant avoidance,

they don't even notice me when I speak,

It's as if their minds are in a completely different world.


 
 
 

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