I was walking along the trail by the Potomac River and the wind started blowing the leaves around so I stopped to dance.
13
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13 years ago you pressed on my belly, my ribs, my bladder
pushing your way out, demanding your time
Before
You hid from the world for months, waiting to make...
9 years ago
1 comment:
something about this one is strong and moving and sad to me. I also can't really believe you are there, visually - it's like you are an angel blue-screened, superimposed on this forlorn spot.
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