Visionary

Catherine Woodbury twins

 

Delicate, yes.

Weak, no –

veins that bleed

for the world to see

hold volumes, streams,

encompass galaxies

and implode with atoms,

redefine strength

by tracing survival

by heart

in colours too true

to be seen

unless by naked eyes.

 

Following Suit

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What makes you

dare to bloom after

one day of

sunshine

when you’ve been

in prison for

so long?

Will you bottle

whatever runs in

audacity’s veins

so I

may follow

 suit?