Jessica Lee Richardson

Song for Someone Not Named You

the clear grace
of arrogance
crowning itself in
a white paned box

digging the sand
for chocolate coins
I photobombed
a church picture

you left a latter
in your lookout
balanced a rock
on a skeletal square

your thorns rest on
a rubbed off gleam
where the sky is lambs
and the ground is mint

I thank you
for teaching me
to never put my arm
in an arm sized hole

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