“Roots” by Frida Kahlo
I was alone
abandoned
rejected
My world was
cracked
barren
I cried salty tears
of despair
praying for
absolution
redemption
And they watered
the hope which
was buried
almost dead
Slowly tendrils
of mercy
embraced me
and love returned
—
Poetic Asides PAD Day 6 – Ekphrastic
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So much hope here. Well done, Candy.
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