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poetry by j matthew waters

the rising of a people


I am the aftermath
alive within the bubble
protected by the almighty
permitting me to return to my feet
and walk again among
the living & the dead
[in & out of the rubble]
just as I had once done
thousands of years ago


october two thousand twenty-four
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