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May 2013 · 448
My Little Brother
Edward May 2013
My little brother, it seems
Like the paths we took were kind but
I hope I’ve shown enough to you
The different ways I miss it all.

Where I laughed
You focused
Where I knocked
You persisted

So strong in familiarity
But distant all the same
That time, it is enshrined
Like I know one day
You too will be.
May 2013 · 357
Naiveté
Edward May 2013
A thought
Is an exploding heart
Its parts
Ready to dance
Not yet for sale

When all becoming
Becomes so much that
Only being resides
On your canvas
Not yet in your heart

All’s well when summer’s well
And the landscape
Not so much a mirror
As a project
That comes from your heart

— The End —