Poetry

Little Self

Who are we now that we’re not?

Poem by Harmony Button - harmonybutton@gmail.com Photo by Icarus Blake Video by Raoul Beltrame

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Little self, little self,
are you okay?

No, said my self,
go away, go away.

Little self, little self,
will you be all right?

Who are we now? says
my self, late at night.

Who are we now
that we’re not? Who then?

We are many, many selves,
little self, go to sleep.

But she would not,
so I’m stuck here, with me.

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