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The Sweetest Stone


And they call her the sweetest stone you’ll ever find,
An intimidation in the soil around her.
Breakable yet never breaking.
What is the secret to her mixed elements? Contrasting yet not confused.
You never expect her tears. You never anticipate her fears.
It is a privilege to hold her and to wonder if you can bear the strength of her vulnerability.
If anyone can…



They asked me if I wanted to see you on the screen
The absence of where a baby should have been
My amplified problem that shouldn’t cause me
any concern.

You all spread out and white like a silken web
But wet, still womby, like a womb and red
They turned it back. That’s enough of that bit
of me.