Photo by Laurence Demaison
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That Poem You Wrote
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: is only half of something unsaid
hold it next to the mirror
: so that it looks whole
do you look whole? how
: can you tell? breathe
on its surface for now
: be the wind soon
to become gale storm hurricane
you’ve been holding this mirror
: to the poem’s lips far too long
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First published in Arkana, Editor’s Choice Award, Issue 6, April 2019
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