Wednesday, 27 January 2021

Finding Them

Written for Holocaust Memorial Day. 



Finding Them

Iron gates, unlocked,
open and creaking.
Buildings, wood
and concrete
containing
only things

they chose
to leave 
behind.

Shoes, spectacles, teeth,
skin and bone.

Everything is hollowed out. 

Tim Fellows January 2021


Photo by Frederick Wallace on Unsplash
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