Last year was like
a sliver of light under a door;
brightening a dark room
in which it only stormed,
a sliver of hope
that this hurt would end.

But this year-
the door opened
to let the light in.
I can already see
the light swallowing me whole,
Oh what this year has in store!

GREG RAKOZY DIMA PECHURIN

 

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