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Woman dreaming on a cloud with the moon

poem: no. 154

"but the color of moonrise / will visit at the same time / it did yesterday and make / constellations out of me."

Tags: Poetry
Devotional hands around a candle

Poem: A Thousand Ways

Poetry, for me, is synonymous with vulnerability. Sharing any poem of mine is like standing stripped before you, holding my naked, pounding, mystical heart in my bare hands. Offering it to you. Hoping you may find pieces of your own.

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