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A poem working through some of my protagonist’s feelings right now (and my own). #amwritingfiction #MilytheMillennial #HederaReads

I say of the holy people who are in the land,
    They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.

Psalm 16:3 NIV

I mourn,
unfocused stares
into beige shag carpet
and the double-strip hash-stitch
of my rusted red armchair.

I miss,
unfettered grins
unto unfeigned exchanges
beloved rehashings of rare chances
and near-misses.

I mind,
unspoken wishes resound, Lord
awakening my inner eye with hope
refreshing me in the mourning time
before I’m home.


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