Tuesday, November 26, 2024

the upper hand of silence

something
about
a holiday that makes me
weak
in the knees
with forgiveness.
my heart strings
are pulled,
wanting to put aside
past disagreements.
i buy a bushel
of olive
branches to hand out.
some take them,
others don't.
they prefer in keeping
the upper
hand
of silence.
and so it goes.

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