January 17, 2022


Public Declarations


Public Declarations

Cradle the lines
wrinkled in your palms

Read to me
what you must do
come Sunday

Letters scratching
the back of your throat

I know
it hurts your heart
to sing again

Comfort the vowels
stinging your tongue

Promise me
you'll mouth the words
to move on

Article © Scott Thomas Outlar. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-02-15

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By Scott Thomas Outlar