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Woman Who Lives Under the Redwood

Rain drops fall from the leaves,
As a heartbeat
Something was calling out to her
But she couldn't leave yet
Without getting poured on
"I'll wait for it to pass, then I'll go
Something is telling me to go"
"Remember when I thought I was at ease here?
I guess it's all knowing until you don't know"
Again, and again,
I try
To liberate
My nights
Poem by Kristina Alcordo
Artwork by Gabriel Brenner
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