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  it might have been a falling star

  By Yael K., potomac, MD

  Parched hands lay open, fingers twitching Don’t touch my face, smooth the falling tear That trails so heavily over my cheekbone Glass veined through With fire, clawing Red and real That silent tear could crush it all So please don’t touch my face But things look different when your e...
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  Never Meant to be Read

  By Yael K., potomac, MD

  Never Meant to be Read Where might I find a Window to the Soul? I have searched in one's eyes, as they say in the stories For eyes are clear and shining And should surely lead to Deep Within But I have stared into eyes Eyes that stared back Much too thickly layered to possess a core And ...
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  Resonance

  By Yael K., potomac, MD

  Resonance The music pounds, through my lips slip the words We lift, release, spread our wings together I listen to it, but I think it's me that's heard. My eyes are clear now, while before this they were blurred A home to return to, familiar and welcoming: The music pounds, through my lip...