Contemporary Poetry
1 min
The Wasatch
Fatemeh Fakhraie
When I was younger
these craggy peaks
felt confining
like pushy uncles
Now they're comfortable bluffs
older and more steadfast
than the hospital or elementary school
that were razed away
Every visit feels like a pilgrimage
even if I don't visit
every shrine
these craggy peaks
felt confining
like pushy uncles
Now they're comfortable bluffs
older and more steadfast
than the hospital or elementary school
that were razed away
Every visit feels like a pilgrimage
even if I don't visit
every shrine
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