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The Coming Climb
No.
I refuse to be afraid.
We are so caught in the coming climb
We forget to turn and see the cliffs we've scaled.
I am living in a country where a woman is bracing for a climb to greater heights
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Warriors
Warriors seldom survive the toughest storms, but as they watch their kin fall.
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Do You Hear the Raven Call?
A wingspan of ash, she scours the sky for signs of a way forward.
Beneath, the writhing landscape of a future so foreign we cannot yet comprehend which color she will be.
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The Eclipse
Melts the sun
With her ferocity– stripped away,
Turned into fragility,We gasp as moon swallows sun.
Loves
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8:46
there are all the things I could do with three minutes alone in my room
I have an essay to write and Hebrew to study
I have things to look up and notifications to check
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rufus, rutilus, cardinalis, rubidus
If I could find a color that I felt adequately described the bright bulbs outside my window, clinging to the branches of a tree I have never seen bloom, I would not use it
Some words have no place being written —
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After the fifth day of November
note: partially inspired by Mary Oliver's "Wild Geese"
and for my mom
i want you to sit and stare at the glistening horizon.
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Drill It Out
Inspired by the lockdown drill and debrief I had in school today
Cold hands on my shoulder that chilled to the bone
A school hallway, a morning like a dream. A class change.
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End Zone
Repair the world,
pull off the patterned papers.
Leave the walls all bare and empty,
no toll, free entry.
