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Last Light of Day (c) 2004 by Sara Fryd Last light of day warms the heart Like chili stew warms the ribcage During the early frosts of December nights. You’ve left to “find yourself,” Somewhere else Though not here. I am lugubriously left To find your face Amongst black and whites or sepia [...]
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“Write anyway,” she whispered in my ear When I began to doubt myself. Write through the sorrow Bear witness to tragedy Tell the history about the present The future, about the past In ways no SLR can remember No heart can forget Write anyway… Write feelings, write manner [...] |
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