Meander

In and out of my veins

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Photo by Jude Beck on Unsplash

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.

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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.