Concrete (ish) Poetry
playing with shape
Wow, February flew by. I’m sliding this into your inbox just under the wire. Thanks for your patience!
This month, I’m sharing a poem that I recently decided to cut from my manuscript. I had originally chosen to include it in my book because I have several poems about making sense of my body, but I wrote this poem several years ago and it just doesn’t feel like my voice anymore.
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