Poetry

*photo of a tree in my front yard that has a supportive beam holding up a massive branch
I have many support beams

Like this old live oak tree.

They hold me up

So I can speak.

I don’t hide behind these keys

I scream

To the screen

Hear

The truth

Of me!

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