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After the Flood
After the flood
We tallied the living,
Scurried under the Earth,
And invented new prayers.
There was a hungry need
For sentiments under the sediment.
We pushed like rainbows against the dirt.
Our new songs would take
10, 20, 30 years to bloom
Upward and outward.
Copyright ©
Matt Caliri
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