Thirty-four:
In my heart have I kept you,
Until, I fear, the inconceviable never.
(c) JBHarris, 2019
Thirty-five:
In this time when all was mine,
you were taken with the inconsideration of time.
(c) JBHarris, 2019
Thirty-six:
It is in the exuberance of time that
all is given—and still taken away.
(c) JBHarris, 2019
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Published by Jennifer P. Harris
I am female, fiery and unapologetically Black. I'm in no position to mince words, so I don't. This writing, this craft, is what I delve in, drown in, and seek to master. From that mastering, comes portions of the divine through light and screen or ink and paper.
I invite you all on this journey of thought, conversations and other benevolence life has to offer.
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