If the water ladder alters your queer
time, shift when the looming feels good! I
always feel quite warm looking for or believing
the absolute, and not because existing is the limit of things
the world does will, it is more like I think how right would that feel
if it were known to be fascist? I do more already by my family. Need therefore
is the opposite. Writing and trust develop because you’re not necessarily me around
her or actually you don’t change it. The senses that propel some whole shitty
selves can’t decide if persons graduate forward to more. Was that
soon? Summer aside, secure shit with good people – support
it if great. Gradations given up to create their peace. So,
don’t guess hard. I am real life and I have vibes
to make. Working is about living. Good
living, like, dunno. Onward…
Meredith MacLeod Davidson is a poet and writer from Virginia, currently based in Scotland, where she earned an MLitt in Creative Writing from the University of Glasgow. Their poetry is published in The London Magazine, Propel Magazine, Frozen Sea, Cream City Review, Gutter, and elsewhere INSTA
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