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Ghost Girl
Vaswati Das

Sunken in moonbeams, a silvery world snores —

Exclaiming softly in a very faint breeze

As the pale wraiths hustle

And a solitary bird rustles

The pitch black leaves of these

Skeletal trees.


Presently, we have

A wispy little girl —

Dirt on her cheek

And pigtails in disarray —

Whimpering as she kneels in front of the grave

Of her father.


Now, a wraith brushes past her,

Trails its fingers across her face

"It's okay, it's alright," it tries to say

But the girl only cries some more;

She says, seemingly to no one at all,

"My father is dead and my sister, she lies under six feet of snow.

Where am I supposed to go?"


So here she waits

Shamless and dumb.

As the moon pales in anguish

And an owl screeches in alarm.


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