“we will spend the rest of our lives aching for wholeness— / the two of us together & each of us alone.”
“Some might say I’m reaching, but that’s what metaphors do. / But inside them, there’s always a feather of truth.”
“In her halo of blood, / who knows whether she had time to beg?”
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