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‘old friend’ [series of 5 photos + poem]
Added 2023-04-19 10:57:18 +0000 UTC‘old friend’
only in sitting
with one’s own
anger, rage, violence
can the realization emerge
ah, this isn’t an ugly monster
this is a crying child
dying to be nurtured,
noticed—
see me. see me. see me.
then, one day
unassuming silence
stillness.
dissolved without a trace
an old friend gone away
who may be back one day
but this time
no more layers
of resistance and fear
just this
just this
just this…
