My head bent down, but not
My Therapist Wants to Know about My Relationship to Work (excrpt) — Tiana Clark
in prayer, heavy from the looking.
I see your face, your phone-lit
faces. I tap your food, two times
for more hearts. I retweet.
Flowing Words
be your knight, what piece of yourself was left
From “Goodbye 7” (excrpt) by Emily Sieu Liebowitz
behind when you toppled off the horse meeting
another definition on the ground, that
was close
I sing of laughter and mirth,
Songs of the Spavinaw (excrpt) — Ruth Muskrat Bronson
And I laugh in a gurgle of glee
As the myriad joys of the earth
Trip through the light with me.
We enter, drunk with fire,
Ode to Joy (excerpt) – Friedrich Schiller
Heavenly One, thy sanctuary!
Your magic binds again
What convention strictly divided;
All people become brothers,
Where your gentle wing abides.