Open Door

A Poem by Lindsay Ballew

her fez
fur pulled over brow, ears
her skin
wizened and incandescent

her smile
gravity
mine
drawn into

one unflinching moment

fingertips to chalice
lips to chalice

our grief
Sacred

our brimming
Holy

our rising
Human

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