Exiled Dreams
A poem by Antoinette Baranov (@AntoniaTable)
Anointed by your sweat
brackish and sweet by turns
A mantle against
the exile of waking
Weaving nightly chimeras
into shimmering tropics
terrain by yearning
made familiar.
Seeking, seeking the unnameable
the tenuous mooring of memory
All that remains to bind us
Foresworn the small comforts and domesticities
and forbear words
for the knowing you exist
in that silence.







