
a prayer
note to self
don’t play hide and seek with me
instead, come face to face
split me open
pour me out
so all that’s left is
grace
2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—they may never turn into anything more or they might flower.
Love this one! Are you guys back in CA now? XOXO, R
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yes–we’ve been back since Monday night. Thanks for commenting! Then I don’t feel like I’m calling into the void.
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