New Caskets

I remembered
how to be graceful today
with others
but mostly with
myself

after two days
of puffed stoicism

I cried delayed tears
of release.

I had creased myself into the folds of fear

new caskets
compact and necessary.

Here I move through
another space
in the not-so-peace
of wild things.

I thought I knew the progression
of fear, the rhythm
of bravery.

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