Under Glass by Gregory Kan

The Friday Poem: untitled, by Gregory Kan

New poetry (untitled) by Wellington writer Gregory Kan.


I thought that the things I loved


were places I could always go back to


but the spaces between things become places themselves


and threaten to swallow me whole.


I thought that knowing in just the right way


would be enough to free me from pain.


For those of us who drowned,


and continue living underwater,


this isn’t heaven


but I hope we could come at last to love it.


Gregory Kan, 2019


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