She is the same as me
I could be her and so
could you the edges blur
so far away a voice
unheard so close
comfort grows cold and
wonder turns to fear
she could without a right
be next or you or me
to speak a truth unearned
allow the door to open
the light to tumble in
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
Image: US Library of Congress
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