• Alana Krushen


The decorators of my mind chose coloured wallpaper to cover the halls of my past.

The walls would haunt me with their many holes, tears, and scratches..

But with colour

I was made to forget what was ugly,

and see that it is now beautiful.

There are lights being installed now,

and I see clearly into the depths of the hallway.

I am able to open the door between present and past

and move through its arches to look back with no regret.

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