"remember what it was like/when it was safe/to hold you?"
"I try to be a fig / and let myself fall /ripe, / to the ground."
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"The tide and flood rises to begrave / the shore and buries well beneath"
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finding resilience through reading and art practice
"morning / rays upon the / concrete shore"
"thin ice outside each car window / shatters clean"
Or, a treatise on loving poems without being an expert
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"What scars into the wood are bore / what fire, what plague, what of before"
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musings on the new year
poetry from the window of a train
"shining and haloed and / consumed by the dark"
"my veins are the shape of your hands"