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Jan 2022
i sit upon
the lowest stair
glance back – no smile – nothing missing
no intention set for climbing
disaster’s near yet
there is no fear
seas of souls ascending

i kick the bricks
and ditch my shoes
and set off
barefoot
wandering
the sky ultra bright
cloudless
filled with Her reflective light

i walk upon
the broken grass
the soil dry and brittle
i hop up
on her overlooking ledge
and lay – in rest and waiting
on her magnificence
and luminous face
from my new collection Crowning The Self in the Time of Corona
for sale on Amazon
Billie Marie
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Billie Marie  46/F/Chicago
(46/F/Chicago)   
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