remember the b sides

she said it wasn’t cold

she left her coat at home

her thoughts

in large capital letters

big enough to wrap around her

keeping her warm.

She can hear the voice

while she cradles the precious shell,

the pearl of forgiveness growing within.

She won’t go back.

Animated by the vibrancy of the connected overlooked

she invites others

to the b side.

 

 

 

 

 

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