Om Of Ash & Fire
It's September 2020 and the world is six months into a cycle of uncertainty and daily dread-hours spent in sweatpants staring down a screen of exhaustive work deadlines or the all too familiar Hollywood Squares of Zoom, conducting business and relationships via a virtual water cooler. As we collectively navigate an unprecedented time in world history there are also moments of clarity, connection, and commonality while we find ingenious ways to hear and be heard, to lament or to love, remain tone deaf or tuned in. Each day offers a sock to the gut or moments of tender mercies. Within these poems-a time capsule of dissonance, drudgery, and delight-perhaps you'll recognize yourself.
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