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Call you, Eli

November 19, 2016

There are beautiful obsidian

movies in my head- room…fish-tank-quiet nursery

Hold you in my arms until 

the blood returns to your skin

Will always

bury my face in your hair 

Anchorite fragile

Good Calvin, baby Augustine,

speak this litany of tomorrows and todays, 

Pain and hope constrain me from asking 

why 34 kisses?

(And we will do the rest tomorrow)

I will always pray

Save us from nightmares

make us all

whole again…

Whole again

Breathe, deep child

Dance you unwilling protagonist of

All those amazing Goldilocks stories

Every golden-haired girl needs a hero-boy like you

Time flies like an arrow…

…do you smell popcorn?

All our imaginary 

worlds come to life.


From → homeschool

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