Shrinking body aching body
we together for so long
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Running girl child body
dust-streaked arms
floating in a sudsy tub
aroma of dishwashing soap
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Bloated body of in-between
back and forth body
burgeoning with new blood
and bones yet-to-be
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Mother body oven bird
of bones and blood
fallow ground for
mulching fields
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Shrinking body, ancient body
blood and bones but
less and less
together for how long
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Beautifully written about a point in life where everything seems so comfortable (if you are fortunate enough) and yet so fleeting as you turn your gaze from behind you to in front of you. All the more reason to get those “old blood and bones” immediately busy at grabbing all the fun, travel and “other stuff” you can get your hands upon.
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