We practice being
Gentle with flowers
In the garden, but
The only ones I’ll pick for him
Are dandelions – not because
They’re weeds, but because
They’re edible.
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For years I have shown
Only half of my skin –
The half I assumed
Others wanted to see –
And locked up the rest behind
Layers of doubt
Until it was hidden even
From me.
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