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May 1, 2018
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The branch most
     bent bears
               the most fruit

That is what people will tell me.

But I do not bear fruit.

 

My branches are
       splintering.


       the peach pits are stones.

 

Someday I will snap.
tumbling
      down
        to the unforgiving earth
grief, depression, terror
  mine and borrowed-

              I cannot hold it all.






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