Strange Bright Things
Saturday, February 9, 2019
shabbat poem
if I laid my selves out end to end
like paper dolls
(except for all the mayhem)
they would form
a ring around the earth
self-touching-self
like you'd touch your family
touching challah
on shabbat
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