Tag Archives: Growing Up

What Remains

WHAT REMAINS There is a white, almost invisible line Where there used to be a thick, white scar And before that, an angry red numbness And before that The wound that opened For you to leave And be free of … Continue reading

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Saturday Mass

SATURDAY MASS You wake up in the eveningLeaving the day that you just dreamed your way throughSaying goodbye to the sun You get up from the covers you’re underAnd life blinks Did you miss the moment? Sometimes it’s hard not … Continue reading

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