fraught within the ripples of an
unlit room, fever-searching for a
heartbeat beneath the waves, reach
into the empty and pull up
any root you can find just to
know it's real
color the blank spaces with the
remnants of your light, it is
small but enough to break the
thickness of the night
and i will resurrect with the
daughters of dawn, who endure
the starless evening, who
brave the injured breaking
Wednesday, June 27, 2018
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