We do not end even when our vessels let us go— – Nadia Gerassimenko

there is a transference that happens. We take the shape of

bursting stardusts and milky moons, the endless waves and foams

of ocean’s echoes, the purple on the asphalt after the rain.


We come to find you in different vessels, but somehow we know

each other all along like two lost friends separated by time and distance

yet time and distance couldn’t separate two souls.


We are the memories of laughter, mementos placed lovingly above your fireplace.

We are the tender stillness in the pauses, the here and now and evermore. We’re on

your minds and in your hearts and everywhere around, see


we do not end even when our vessels let us go.

We’re always here. We’ll always be.

Nadia Gerassimenko is the founding editor of Moonchild Magazine, and proofreader at Red Raven Book Design. Nadia self-published her first chapbook, Moonchild Dreams (2015). Twitter: @moonmoonmother

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