Victoria Ritvo

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Victoria Ritvo


You shrink from the sound
of your own words
spoken through the mouths
of the living.

You’re close enough to hear,
but not close enough
that I can cover your ears.

My hands cup the air—

a zero is not a hole
or an eternal loop.
It’s a little piece of nothing

that someone has circled
so we know where to look.

Victoria Ritvo reads “Ode”

Victoria Ritvo is a Psychology and Neuroscience PhD student at Princeton University, researching memory. Her writing has appeared in Bat City Review, The Journal, Typo Magazine, and elsewhere. She lives in New York City.