Tagged: wildflower

we pick up where we

we pick up where we
left off, alongside hidden
trails, straight roads, and
winding highways.
and like that common
summer wildflower,
at any given
moment, we are
simultaneous –
at myriad stages
of blossoming –
budding, opened
flat, parachuting,
or closed, with a
fist-like vitality

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in the thirst

in the thirst
of time,
across a long
memory,
forgiveness
sometimes
sprouts
unattended

a weed to be
knifed,
a wildflower
to be cared for
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