October 4, 2011

i will love you, again

I've seen some exquisite examples of grace lately. And depth. And courage. I've watched lives that have crumbled like paper; I've thought how can a body withstand this? And yet, it does. We do.

There's beauty in our collective brokenness; after all, even from scraps we can build community and find space to love again. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

The poem is a new item in the Syracuse Cultural Workers catalog. I love it. You can find it here if you do, too.

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