January 14, 2016 | Poetry
Three Poems
Rosalynde Vas Dias
And it is easy, so easy / to welcome them into the poem.
And it is easy, so easy / to welcome them into the poem.
I didn't imagine you could grow into your harness, that it could embed in your skin, that you could plod one circle for so long that actually stopping would open up the ache in your body.