Site icon A Hundred Falling Veils

Five Reframes

on the wall
those shadows so much larger
than our problems

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in the frost
on the window she writes
her name

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recalling all those
prayers
I never learned

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like a worm in kale,
something nibbling
all night on her dreams

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air, snow, shadow, wind
she loses any names
she has been given

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