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January 28, 2016 / douglasnyback

Trenches

A friend of mine remarked
that I haven’t written any poetry
in a while.
“It’s because I’m happy.”
I replied.
Like God snapped a finger
and suddenly I was no longer broken.

How beautiful, the balm of time.
How terrible, that the trenches of depression
and creativity so often begin and end with each other.

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