Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The grit of ashes

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You thumbed grit

into my furrowed brow,
marking me
with the sign of mortality,
the dust of last year’s palms.


The cross you traced
seared, smudged skin,
and I recalled other ashes
etched
into my heart
by those who love too little
or not at all.

- Elizabeth-Anne Vanek in Extraordinary Time










 
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