Jennifer Moore on Substack: "A poem I wrote tonight. [Untitled] The colors fade. The music ends. Silent for a moment, We each catch the next one’s gaze. Coats are gathered, Well wishes and affections uttered, Before we each step out Into the darkness, Scattering like fireflies To the four winds…"

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A poem I wrote tonight.

[Untitled]

The colors fade.

The music ends.

Silent for a moment,

We each catch the next one’s gaze.

Coats are gathered,

Well wishes and affections uttered,

Before we each step out Into the darkness,

Scattering like fireflies

To the four winds.

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