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True Name

  • James Long
  • Jun 29, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Aug 19, 2020

When I wrote this I imagined it entirely as something performed live. The idea of recording that was a bit unsettling so I wrote it out to capture the cadence as best I could.



I thought I knew her name.

Eden. E D E N

Four simple letters said in a single breath.

I though I knew her name.


I didn't.


Her name

was a guttural, primal scream and a sobbing choking cough that went on for an hour.


I know that was her name, her true name, because when she was gone for good it was the name I cried out into the void to bring her back.

It's the name I pulled up from the roots of me

The one I used to bind her here again.


On the cold hard ground with me.


On top here

with me.


I'd heard it said that the way to summon a demon was to call its name, its true name.

Maybe that's true.


I can say it doesn't work on their opposites at all.


In the end it was the last part of her I lost. Uttered once

And gone from the world forever.


A burnt offering.

Just smoke

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