Sylvia Grunewald Minehan

Sylvia Grunewald Minehan



This – is it forever and ever and ever and ever? I have no access. Is it something that will come to me? I try to go under construction.

I want to go play. I forgot how to.

Lacuna. Me, inverted as such.

A spider waiting for its prey, a caterpillar becoming a butterfly. Both of you. Stitching.

I touched the gossamer and it shattered like glass.

Promise you won’t tell anyone, keep a secret…

….Welcome to Heaven.

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