Words Scrawled on the Shoreline and Carried Out to Sea
Monday, March 28, 2016
My Offering to Queen Anne
(For M.L.)
All I have to offer on your behalf
is my rage
my grief
the ache I feel
to love you
and see you thriving
rising
slaying your dragons
and feasting in meadows
open
free
loved
wanted
as yourself.
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