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Residual

By Evan Seid


My body---


I have none


My soul

shattered

like

glass

No reflection of who I am

and yet


My spirit

grounded in place

Floating…

aimlessly…

I move---

nowhere

A place I once called home

Is now the place

I’m trapped in forever


Like a record player

Playing the same song

over and over and over---

with no way to stop it


Cannot… reach out

Say… something

Feel… somewhere

Belong… anywhere


These flashes---

memories of people

coming and going

I try to see myself in the mirrors

The ones facing each other

An entrance calling, an exit whispering

I try to see myself in the mirrors

an entrance calling, an exit whispering

the ones facing each other

Find…

Find…

find

Terrible

Terrible

Terrible

Gone


Go ne


Incident


In=ci/de]nt


Unfortunate

Unfort---

Broken

B r o k e n

No more

I want to leave

I want to leave

Joyously, double rainbow after rain


Distant---jolt of lighting

sparks

a

t

r

e

e

sets it

a

ab

abl

ablz

ablza

ablaze

I try to communicate. It’s broken---

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ static ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

A portal to hell, they say

If that’s the case

Then I must been in heaven

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*Tap*

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*BANG*

“Hear that? Coming from the walls.”

“It’s probably nothing.”

Casting down my invisible gaze---

What’s the point? I ask myself


A caged animal

done with crying for help

It’s my punishment, isn’t it?

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*CRACK*


*Tap*


By Evan Seid

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Tarun Kashyap
Tarun Kashyap
Nov 24, 2025
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

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Harshika
Harshika
Nov 23, 2025

Thanku for this

It healed or maybe explained some unknown yet very know feeling

It is soo good

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