Invisible Fragility
Invisible
I appear whole
Yet my soul echoes
In my fragile bones.
With no one to see
What embarrasses me?
Are we the same
Alone at home?
I may disappear
Within a haze
Still my soul
Echoes
Joys
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Quick morning writes that begin before the sun rises and while my partner sleeps.
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