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This is a poem about how spaces feel. I tried to ask the spaces themselves, so that I would not misrepresent their feelings. They were uncomfortably silent.
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Reza para seu bem by Akil Steamship is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. Based on a work at https://akilsteamship.com/2017/01/28/reza-para-seu-bem/.
I met Ruby Subramaniam briefly while she was passing through Brazil, paying her way by doing random acts of art. She is a powerful woman and was gracious enough to allow me to place one of her poems on my space. Do yourself a favor and follow her at http://www.facebook.com/rubysubramaniam.artist Search for God When I […]