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  • Writer's pictureSharon Frances


Updated: Apr 10, 2023

We are cracked and caked.

We beam outward like the sun.

We are intertwined and woven.

We bend and are not broken.

We curl up when it is too much.

We wend through brush in search of the light.

We rest in lacey shadows.

The cool darkness centers us

for the next day’s struggle.

These words and images are the property of the poet, Sharon Frances.

Do not use in part or whole without permission.

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