I. Secrets
Let’s keep our secrets,
and only share them with our eyes.
And when our eyes grow tired,
let your hands find mine,
and hold what words cannot.
II. Cosmos
The sun, the moon, the sky—
they stayed with me,
as long as your hands
rested in mine.
III. Paradox
No life, no death, in love.
The one for whom I die
is the very one
who gives me life.
IV. Choice
She said,
“I went through childbirth,
so I can accomplish anything now.”
I said,
“I refused the child I wanted,
so I can accomplish
anything hard.”
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I refused to give birth
to a child I wanted—
so I can accomplish
anything hard,
she said,
as she hugged
an invisible child.
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