Welcome back, little girl, small palms carrying a world so heavy. I tried to tell you – your hair is meant to wrap around the earth’s roots and your eyes are an offering to the sea. You didn’t listen. You trusted in a world that’s so elusive where lust and love are tangled up likeContinue reading “Pain as a necessary reminder”
"May my body be for what it was intended: an expression of Your grace. And what small ways I make with this poetry – what songs and friendships I form, what migrations and ripples I disturb in the world – may they have something of Your signature on them"
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