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Disparition, B F Jones
CW: death
She walked into the woods
On a starry night
And never
Came out;
Her footprints
Quickly fading,
Drowning into the mud,
Soon overtook by others.
Years on
They found her
Not her really,
the curled up
bones of her
Long white fingers
Still clutching
prized possessions
Of a lifetime.
A lighter
All out of flames
A rock
All out of bruises
And a picture
All out of faces.
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B F Jones is French and lives in the UK. She has poetry and flash fiction in various online magazines and her Flash Fiction collection and 2 poetry chapbooks will be published by Close To The Bone in late 2021 and 2022.