Oct 12, 2021
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The Harbor of Your Voice
Wednesday Prose Poem prompt (10/6): who do you see?
The Harbor of Your Voice
I am tucked into the warm curl of your arm, ear on your heart, the resonant hum of your voice through your bones and flesh, my small vessel moored there — your voice a comfort, a harbor, gathered me to ground — the ground of yes, saying, “all is good, you are good” no matter what . . …
