Renee Hills

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When I despair

I pour my grief in loops and spools on the page

Watching words flow from the pen

Naming each piercing sorrow

Describing the intimate parts of my psyche that

Cry out in distress and pain.

When I despair

I shape those words into coherent

Pleas for someone…

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Renee Hills

Renee Hills

Flash fiction, picture books, reflections on life, and poetry. Interested in ethical living, the environment and social justice. Reclaiming Italian heritage