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Mammals with no fur,
walking the earth,
we need so many things
to keep us warm —
thick socks, sweaters,
four walls and a roof,
an embrace,
another embrace, another embrace,
another embrace.
Vulnerable babe, tender one,
take cover—and don’t.
There’s an undying love eager
to wrap itself around you.
(Let it.)
Used with the permission of the author.
Holiday cheer or holiday void—
my private parade through post-pneumonia rain,
hacking lungs, my heart underemployed.
Another child in Gaza—unseeable under rubble,
but for one arm
jutting out of sharp and rocky ruins,
her fingers curling and uncurling.
She must have heard the man calling out—
here to lift
hunks of a building off of the living—
he hopes — calling out again and again,
Puffs of yellow dust erupt from wind-blown arms of pines
and those yellow grains let loose to the sky,
sprinkling wings and earth and water,
are packed with blueprints for brand new beings.
They are love letters to existence.