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Poetry Friday
When Someone Deeply Listens to You it is like holding out a dented cup you’ve had since childhood and watching it fill up with cold, fresh water. When it balances on top of… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
To Be Held To be held by the light was what I wanted, to be a tree drinking the rain, no longer parched in this hot land. To be roots in a tunnel… Continue reading
Poetry Friday
You mustn’t be frightened if a sadness rises in front of you, larger than any you have ever seen; if an anxiety like light and cloud-shadows, moves over your hands and over everything… Continue reading
