Things I Couldn't Say
And something I don’t tell you
Added to the list of my secrets
Is every time I see a flash
See the pass
Of a bright red car
I see you in the blur
I see you how we were
Before this deafening silence
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c.m. keir
I love slam poetry and spoken word, and writing has always been my best form of expression. I make jewelry, I love my cat, Apollo, and most of all I love poetry. Together we will make it through.
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