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CHASING, CHASING

From the 2020 Collection "War Bread"

It occurs to me now
that no one hears my song.
Still young, I am discarded.
I don’t anticipate being surprised
at my aloneness in old age.
I am only honest with the moon,
people don’t look past my stained clothes.
Everyone chasing, chasing—
       And me, too.
       My chasing-chasing
       is my hoping
       that they stop.

From the 2020 Collection "War Bread"

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