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 Feb 20 Khoisan
Mitch P
I can hear your voices falling
Up the stairs
Like shadows from the living room
A song stuck in my head
That I can only hum.

When I’m older I’ll remember
Feeling warm and hearing
The music of your laughter
Muffled by the door
And I won’t know the details
But the stories, I’ll remember.
Often
in the space
of words unspoken
— truth most dearly hides

(The New Room: February, 2025)
 Feb 20 Khoisan
Yonah Jeong
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 Feb 20 Khoisan
Yonah Jeong
731
poetry is crystal of life.
 Feb 20 Khoisan
UriahHeep
I once loved a man,
but I was never the only one.
he whispered warmth into another’s arms,
And I was always in a run

I cried where no one listened,
beneath a sky that knew my name.
And when he held her, soft and certain,
the story repeats—so maybe I'm to blame.
 Feb 20 Khoisan
Roseleigh
You are the ghost of what remains
Able to persist in soil ruined by the workings of man
Able to grow after the rage of fire
I am in awe of your ability to exist in such turmoil
Yet know that strange soils can bring rich beginnings
I may know little about your world
But recognize your strength to do what many fear
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