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 May 2020 Max Neumann
nivek
lest you fall too far in love with this world-
the Sun will not always be kind
and indeed will not always shine.

You are reminded of the journey-
this is no place to settle down
-someone far greater calls you home.
Crystalized visions as I stand
tall in the eye of the storm

Look what they did
to me, for I
am savaged, broken,
and torn

Blood trickles
from my legs
like dripping juice
from rotten peaches

I am silent amidst
the red sun rising
as I stand tall
in the eye of the storm

Look what they did to me
mother, I am broken and torn
 May 2020 Max Neumann
putiira
The sky is full of words
we thought we'd kept inside,
but no, they slipped into the night.
 May 2020 Max Neumann
Anne M
When I see pictures of where I’ve been,
it still feels like home in a way.
I think of entryways I have stopped entering
Still sparing a spot for my slippers.

We may be a place that I never go again
but in the negative spaces of this photograph,
you’re still mine
to claim as a home.
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