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Poetry

Dear Supernova

I squinted

at the blazing dawn and thought,

So can I.

 

Flooding

my world with angry heat I

Tumbled

from the mountain into barren skies.

 

Sun

from her vacuumed perch

sighed.

Dear Supernova,

Light fueled

by love can birth a universe.

Rage

will only consume it.

 

What a waste,

tsk’d she,

to use

your light for something

all men can do.

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by hcody

Hanna is an ethical fashion, beauty, and lifestyle educator who is passionate about empowering changemakers through conscious consumerism. Originally from Minnesota, she moved to NYC in 2016 to work in international development. Along the way, she discovered her passion for ethical living and subsequently launched the website, The Mindful Argonaut at www.themindfulargonaut.com.


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