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The Wandering Poet

A Hymn for Cold Mornings

a poem

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Come sing to me in sleep. I’d hold you close,
a counter to the misery that stirs
like shadows in a corner. So it goes,
the monster tries to pierce me with its burrs
but I am not so fragile. Not this time,
a gentle serendipity begins,
it fortifies a tired poet’s rhyme,
and brews a hopeful magic deep within.

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Zach J. Payne

Zach J. Payne

(He/They) Ninja Writer. Thespian. Queer. Essayist, poet, novelist.

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