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The Words my Mother Gave Me
I wrote a poem today, but I don't think anyone will ever see it
I wrote it using nothing
Loves
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a year ago today, i wrote a poem,
and i remember i was really proud of it.
hung it up on my wall and everything when it made the newspaper.
a year ago today, i took the grey-brown frown of november
and molded it into metaphors with my own two hands. looking -
A Wishful Conversation:
He said he still believes in God.
and I asked, “What for, after all God has taken from us?”
and he said, “I am lucky to even have anything at all.”