I wrote poetry a million times,And poetry wrote me.Subdued within the highlights of a daydreamI found myself staring at the lightsWaiting for my knight in shining armor to come by.I journaled countlessly for many days that crossed a fortnight,Digging deeper into the...
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To receive a blessing, like Jacob wrestling with the angel.a blessing for my elder years, these years of letting go. To receive the wisdom of the teachers, those teachersthat I didn’t recognize, hiding in the corner, silent,the ones who didn’t seem to have too much to...
This is a poem I wrote to my mother. I have had no contact with her for 3 years. As I have been grieving the loss of my childhood and coming to the realization that I never really had a “mother”, poetry has been one way for me to express my grief. Before coming to...
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