Thursday, May 20, 2021

you ask me how was my week

 I don't mean to take all these burdens off

of my shoulders and place them into your

hands

I do not expect you to hold those

I want you to hold me

please

help me hold my rage, my grief

just for the moment

take half the corners of this quilt

let me unfold

into your hands

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