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Agent Rusco's avatar

Holy cow. I was going along and then I had the breath knocked out of me when I realized I've been to that IHOP in Colorado Springs. On that intersection. Not to mention that I've been in the exact position she describes in the poem. Trying to find faith or truth or whatever meaning there is in life.

Thanks for this write up.

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Jennifer L's avatar

What a beautiful remembrance of her. Thank you. 💕

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Morgan's avatar

Thank you, Flint. This poem moved into my being and this post is ‘chef’s kiss’. The local art, the imperfect art and artists and writers, especially my fellow neurospicy and neurodivergent and queer ones, mean the world to me. My people. 🫀

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Quentin's avatar

Flint, Thank you for sharing and uplifting her humanity. 🫶🏼

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Jocelyn Millis's avatar

I noticed that the ICE agents who shoot citizens on the street are shooting at women. And they shoot to kill. These deaths should never have happened. Why are so many people blasé about it.🌹

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Leela Sinha's avatar

*soft exhale with the half breath I can manage* thank you.

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Shandy Chics's avatar

I heard this poem last night at a reading. Then I went home and watched Sinner with some friends. They pair well.

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Amy Brown's avatar

Beautiful piece!

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Amanda Bailey's avatar

Thank you for walking me through the process of how only love can win in the end. They can kill us but they can’t erase love and humanity and soul even when we question their existence in ourselves.

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Jillian Trawick's avatar

Thank you 🙏

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Adrian S Costello's avatar

This is gorgeous and powerful 💜

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