12/03/2023

How the Sky Changes at the End of the Day

All the erased mistakes

gather together

in one silent prayer.


[LSS, 12/3/23]


Cognitive Repair


It could make a difference

how you sent that message

and in what language—


there are too many time zones 

for me to visit and just now

another starfish is opening


its arms to the sky.


[LSS, 12/3/23]


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