STRUGGLE WITH THE QUARRY

HANNAH COHEN

 
 

am i without being / a song
to sing / of my body at dawn
a mess but still blood / still
god against flesh / the lesser
amens / of my bones
in the dark / bright space
of an intense need / to be
 
beautiful / how life is a fist
of stones heavy / little
burdens / the unnatural
touch / how this is a faith
of things / that i’m never
close to you / some daughter
i am / alive but elegy

 

 
 

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