Saturday, August 07, 2021

an answer

so what if scars seam 
my body, it holds 
together

wherever I feel untaught 
I risk transparence
today

you should know how 
defiance clears
my throat

why I quiet in the face
of an ongoing
spectacle

so well trained, when
blossoms happen,
I'm reborn

Pic: Phlox!

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