Francesca Bell

  HOW LIKE A GOD   Making tiny work of what I could not budge, the bear lifted my left-out cooler—so heavy it would have taken...
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Francesca Bell

Each month comes the reminder / of the gash God made in me. / I like to think He made it / with one finger, the way an artist / will reach right into a painting / and finish it off.

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