Behind the facade

Oceans swell as lifestyle sells

The bare and barren truth lurks

An imagined Photoshop collage

Draws weary as deliveries stop

Where are you my dear old friend?

The one I knew so well as a child

Take me home…

to the birds that sing,

to the trees that whisper

and the flowers that bloom.

-Camille Delaquise

This poem appears in Behind the Facade, Camille’s debut contemporary poetry collection. Behind the facade speaks to the loss concealed beneath modern lifestyles — mourning a world of natural intimacy and simple belonging that has been obscured by spectacle, consumption and disconnection.

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