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Poems

The Perfect Storm

To know and be that knowing,is to not hold,but be readyto become otherwise. To loosen what we’ve named,Once..to let the light revise us,and step…unguarded.. into

Poems

I am Held

I am the woman, smeared in her own asheswho walked through fire and did not ask it to be kind.I came through not unmarked, not

Poems

Laughter

Laughter happens..like a bird lifting, suddenlyNo asking, no warning, no explanation. The head falls back.Eyes close.The throat exposed..nothing to guard.The body softens, drops its armour.For