Turning the other cheek Poems

A question for the lucky ones

There is a coldness at my core
Just a feeling, nothing more
When I sink into my spine
Like a draft through open door

Even so, I’m doing fine
The coldness is just one small line
In my body full of other
Full of hustle, love, and brine


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A question for the lucky ones

There is a coldness at my core
Just a feeling, nothing more
When I sink into my spine
Like a draft through open door

Even so, I’m doing fine
The coldness is just one small line
In my body full of other
Full of hustle, love, and brine


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  Alex Rose (1 poems about Turning the other cheek)