she writes at exactly one fifty two in the morning
because that was the time her brother died.
every night at one fifty two
she writes through her tears.
because the best letters,poems,stories
are written late at night,
through tears,
on paper.
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astronomy•poetry
Poetrythese poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins
