Danielle Rae Childs
Two Poems
"The memory is hazy,
the photographic still
of the memory I keep
in my head, more so."
Hard Pressed
Why do I need to pick
those flowers that are screaming, “I am alive!” to kill
between
the pages of a heavy book?
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