I wrote out a big long sappy thing and then cut it out and put this down instead. My heart is suddenly open to more feeling. And it’s been hurting for so long it is unsure of how to respond. Hope, there is room for hope again. Expectation, how I’ve missed you. Longing, I hope we part ways for some time. Shit, we’ve become far too well acquainted.

poetry

holy ethiopian palm sunday.
it’s…. finally…. over.

praise the Lord.

Blessed be the LORD,
for he has wondrously shown his
steadfast love to me

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