Poetry
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Steel Wool
there was a young girl down the road
sweeter than julie
hair as thick as clouds, coarse like steel wool
sweet child
drowned in a well one summer day
i did know ’nuff things bout her
what i dont know
is if she fall in that well
or jump in© Noelle Bird
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by the sea
grey baldpates create a nest within a palm tree
they sink their talons into soft fronds
navigating through the underbrush
the faded pink of dawn
creates a silhouette
i am reminded of you and our makeshift home
by the sea
prayers frail in your hand tucked neatly in lapis lazuli
fervent yet still
your touch a sacrament© Noelle Bird
