Author: Simona A. Brinson
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The Shape of Remembering When I close my eyeshe is not gone.He arrives in pieces—the slope of his shoulders in lamplight,the way his laugh started in his chestbefore it reached his mouth.I see his hands first.Always his hands.The small scar he never explained.The way they steadied the worldwithout trying to.Sometimes he is younger,sometimes older.Memory does…
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The Crossing The black river carries the journeymanwithout asking his name.Its water is ink-dark,quiet as a held breath.He steps in,and time loosens its grip.No yesterday clings to his ankles.No tomorrow pulls at his sleeve.The current knows another place—not ahead,not behind,but between.Here, the sky pauses mid-thought.Stars forget their order.Memory and desire sit side by sidewithout arguing.The…
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Clipped I loved youwith my whole heart,my whole soul—the way eagles trust airwithout questioning the sky.At first, I soared.Wide-winged.Unapologetic.I carried light in my feathers.You didn’t break me all at once.You learned better.You clipped one wingwith a joke that landed sharp,another with a look that saiddon’t be so much.You trimmed featherswith silence,with withheld warmth,with affection rationed…
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A Woman Now In you I was afraid of losing meLosing me in The shallows of your bluesLosing me in The baby-powder softness of your skinLosing me in The southern cadence of your speechLosing me in The velveteen of your touchLosing me in The sweet nothings that fell from your lipsI am not the girl…
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When Love Goes Quiet We sleep in the same bed like strangerssharing a bus ride—eyes forward, hands careful not to touch.Your breath is weather I no longer feel,warm air passing over glass.Conversation clinks like dishes stacked wrong,too loud, too thin,every word chipped at the edge.I taste distance in my coffee,bitter, cooling before I remember to…
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by Tiffany Dufu They smile when they want to scream.They sing when they want to cry.They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervousThey fight for what they believe in.They stand up for injustice.They don’t take “no” for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.They go without new shoes…
My Life In Word 