Waterfalls I went chasing waterfalls Down your spine Of steep sighs and slithery obsidian. I lost my bearings At your narrow crest And a choir of voices Muffled my fall. I prayed for mercy upon your sacrum Of wish and bone. But my gods couldn’t make my words Over roaring water. I drowned at your base, Of sand and stone. Absence I watch and hurt, But yours is not my story to tell— Where you go in that blank chariot, Seizing seconds before they melt. Someday, when youth becomes A threshold of forlorn hours, And the river gorge cascades, You’ll know I was present for your absence, And that I hid it well.
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Antonia Wang is a foodie, poet, yogi, and nature enthusiast from the Dominican Republic.
Her signature lyrical style is layered and symbolic, appealing to a universal essence. She has written four poetry collections: Love Bites, In the Posh Cocoon, Retrospectiva 2020, and Hindsight 2020. Her poetry has been featured by various online outlets and published in the following anthologies: VSS365 Anthology (2019), and Midnight with Words: Late Night Conversations in Poetry (2021)
Antonia is an avid reader of poetry, philosophy, and all sorts of fiction. She lives with her family (and cat) in the United States.
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