What the Fall Taught Me | Sojourners

What the Fall Taught Me

A poem.
Red gradient background with shadowed profile of a woman with a mysterious plant overlayed on top of her.
Illustration by Vartika Sharma

I once believed I could hate intermittently,
an incandescence I could turn on and off
with the will or guide with the pressure
of my knees or with reins woven
from the clear demands of the moment.

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A rosary, an open-faced locket, a flip-flop, a used water bottle, and a dying flower lying abandoned in the dirt.
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