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reverent.

reverent.

i wear your words around my neck, a rosary of letters and lines scored into sacred stones, beads of viridian and violet and verditer twisting between my fingers i recite each one like a prayer, an evangelical invocation, a whisper of reverence your poetry anoints the...

only the divine.

we watched the birds soar, convinced that spirit moved them because only something holy could ease the ache we’ve been carrying, only the divine could turn this pain into poetry – ashley jane