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Finding my Shape

Updated: Sep 24, 2020

She picks up

The moon-shaped brick.


How can she not understand that

It goes through the moon-shaped hole?


Yet time after time it is slammed

Into hard, straight edges;

Stuck

On incongruous angles

And shoved right through uncomfortable polygons, end to end.


Until one morning,

The moon-shaped brick found its way,

And though it needed a little help

To face the empty space head-on,


Through it posted.

Perfectly

Satisfying.

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