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Friday, April 22, 2016

April 22, 2016


It can be breathtaking,
even alarming,
to listen to one’s echoes,
consult one’s memories.
It might even be surprising
to recall that which was forgotten,
admit that it was suppressed.
It can be staggering to say out loud,
those words based in reality,
ones rooted in blood and bone,
in heart and mind.
And so one writes, in order to discover
what one does not know how to say.
It is necessary to go to the center,
to the hot, steaming core,
to get face to face
with grief, sorrow, love,
to ask oneself,

what am I not willing to reveal?

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