Posted on October 5, 2017
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how do we open?
I wonder at the capacity
what do we do when we put a liminality inside a eternity?
we ate of the intimate
and seemed on the tender
arcing with the revolution
of many bones and souls.–
Category: Community, Daily Life, poetry, Psychological, Socio-Politics, Writing, Writing, WritingsTags: existence, existential, intimacy, personal, poem, poetry, Psychological, Spiritual, Writing
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