28/365

January
v.

my returning
makes you wish for
days I’m gone
said the wind



in forgetting
we uncover truth
said the moon



let me bring you
a picnic
said the river
let me sing
a lullaby of
tree tops
tangled roots and
bones
because I remember
rocking you
because you are all
I hold





28/365

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