Tagged: arms
arms carrying so
arms carrying so
much joy and restraint – mothers,
ready to let go
.
20220507:2119
y
in the end, we will
in the end, we will
have spent more time staring up
through the raised arms of
our fig tree than down at those whose
humanity is being erased
.
20220310:2106
y
we are golden for
we are golden for
such a brief period, why
do we take up arms?
.
20211112:2042
y
we build community
we build community
with our mouths,
hands, and feet. we
can tear down
communities
with our words,
arms, and stance
.
20191115:1658
y
** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: stance
we count down to our
we count down to our
meet-up, every time, smiles
wider, arms tingling
.
20170711:2237
y
when i am in your
when i am in your
arms, i pretend to know what’s
what, take great gulps of
confidence, appear serene,
a thing you can hold onto
.
20170501:0404
y
it turns out that our
it turns out that our
arms cannot keep one
another’s dragons
at bay. the evenings
are the hardest, as we
climb into bed, carrying
this new weight. the
mornings are the hardest,
as we wake up most
vulnerable, bracing
for a bruising day.
the hours in between
are the hardest, as we
try out every combination
of love and resistance,
endeavoring not to harm
each other in every way
.
20170130:1951
y
secured in
inside your world is
inside your world is
my world, or perhaps it’s the
other way around,
or they’re lying side by side,
arms hooked, never letting go
.
20151129:0551
y
it is after-hours
it is after-hours,
and i am feeling secure
in your arms – what luck!
.
20150416:2352
y
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