Poem - Heart StretchJill FernandesApr 30, 20241 min readMaybe the heartIs supposed to stretchLike when we push our toesTo the end of tightly tucked sheetsThe heart resists changeWith all its heftUntil we finally unlockA fresh new world
Not DoingA fresh day with a fresh lead in my mechanical pencil – nice. Since my Dad passed away two months ago, my creativity has been at a sort...
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