anaphora &mdash; Nightjar https://write.as/cnightjar/tag:anaphora [Poetry](/cnightjar/tag:poetry) · [Essays](/cnightjar/tag:essays) Thu, 20 Aug 2026 05:16:49 +0000 tiny report https://write.as/cnightjar/tiny-report?pk_campaign=rss-feed <![CDATA[the little paper was white with my name, c is for confounding, it started. I sat at my desk, nestled my memory into the back of your soft lobes, hints of cocoa, the palm of my hand on the small of your back. my name was the little paper, white with oh how small my world is without you, that it could fit on this tiny type of me. I lifted it up to my unkissed years, sung its praises, this tiny report. was the little paper, white with my name, remnants of you? though light, it does not have the soft landing of your yellow gaze, or the day you pulled ‘tiel feathers from my hair. your bright laugh is fading now. my white paper was with name, \[a\] little dark alphabet, an elegy for us, for love, immense. always. #anaphora #poetry #love a href="https://remark.as/p/cnightjar/tiny-report"Discuss.../a © 2026–present C. Nightjar. All rights reserved.]]> the little paper was white with my name, c is for confounding, it started. I sat at my desk, nestled my memory into the back of your soft lobes, hints of cocoa, the palm of my hand on the small of your back.

my name was the little paper, white with oh how small my world is without you, that it could fit on this tiny type of me. I lifted it up to my unkissed years, sung its praises, this tiny report.

was the little paper, white with my name, remnants of you? though light, it does not have the soft landing of your yellow gaze, or the day you pulled ‘tiel feathers from my hair. your bright laugh is fading now.

my white paper was with name, [a] little dark alphabet, an elegy for us, for love, immense. always.

#anaphora #poetry #love

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