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Meander

In and out of my veins

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Now that
you are
forever
ripped from
my flesh
may your
blood
meander
in and
out of
my veins
like
the
cord
that
connected
your
heart
to
mine
pre-
Dawn.

Ann Marie Steele

Inspired by the idea that mother and child share a special eternal bond, this poem is dedicated to my forever 21-year-old son, Brandon.

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Ann Marie Steele
Ann Marie Steele

Written by Ann Marie Steele

I write about love and loss, what I observe and experience — I write about hope. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.

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