Here we are,
like something just made;
two figures painfully carved out of hard feelings
since forgiven -
splintery, perhaps, in some still rough places,
but not unlovely for unfinished works.
In our new state we have found each other's love,
'though it was never missing...
needing only a chisel.
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Author:
Tonya Titus (
Online) - Published: January 31st, 2026 12:58
- Category: Unclassified
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