aftercare
"aftercare"
When a scab is lifted,
the skin beneath is tender,
like a newly shaped poem.
Do not rush to cover it.
But leave it out in air
to finish what words began.
Healing is not the poem—
but poems make for healing.
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Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2026-07-23 at 03:34
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Albert Vynckier |