#Micropoetry Monday: Reconstruction

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He wouldn’t have loved her whole,
but when he became half a man,
he loved her wholly.

She was 30 when she began her ministry—
of life after miscarriage & divorce with
18 undocumented years “about her mother’s business”—
finding herself resurrected
through her student disciples.

She bicycled and upcycled,
turning garbage into something green.
Her collar had gone from blue,
to white,
to green,
but it was when she fell back to blue,
she wanted much,
but wasted not.

The house was smaller than she remembered,
shabbier over time,
& she sought to bring it back from the grave
with her feelings that were as true as
her false memories.

An accident had taken her beauty,
& she learned to use her brain
to get it back.

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