Protected: A poem I’ve been writing for eighteen months
November 20, 2013 | poetry
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Tags: alaska, grief, grief and healing, it's still there so easily under everything else, objects, poem, so many objects, sometimes poems are the only salvation, still waiting, things that are now mine, you know how sometimes you write a thing and you realize you've been waiting to write that thing?
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