Where do I know you from?
Holding each other in a tent on a rainy morning
This is something we’ve done before
I followed you here to remember that
I want my love to seep into their pores like a salve
To circulate in their bloodstream
And stretch down into their warm bones
I am an ant walking up a tree
And I do not know it is a tree
A short poem about separation.
We often don’t know what the love of God really looks like, because we are looking to each other as examples of what love means. And those examples are often steeped in human pain, repression and trauma. The love of God doesn’t look like the love of a disappointed parent. The love of God is… Read more
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