Moving on

This week's prompt on Poetry Jam was "magic." And there's nothing I find more magic than the human capacity to love, forgive, hope, endure ...

MOVING ON

We fight
we yell
we cry
we cling
we despair
we beg
we regret
we ache
we wonder
we release
we remember
we love

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Poetry Jam: magic

A grand love

For Egypt, for my LGBTQ friends, for my child, and for everyone I've ever loved . . .

A thousand years from now
our children's children's children

will see how we loved each other

A thousand years from now

they will see how we fought

for the right to love each other

A thousand years from now

they will remember how we

loved in the face of such fights