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Traveling

Malena Mörling

Like streetlights
still lit
past dawn,
the dead
stare at us
from the framed
photographs.

You may say otherwise,
but there they are,
still here
traveling
continuously
backwards
without a sound
further and further
into the past.

From Astoria by Malena Möling © 2006 Reprinted by permission of the University of Pittsburgh Press.

From Astoria by Malena Möling © 2006 Reprinted by permission of the University of Pittsburgh Press.

Malena Mörling