Committed to Hands I Cannot See

I used to write letters
to everyone I wanted to see
me. Now I write poems—these missives
to nobody save those who would live
in the ruined unknowing
of a city’s underground ocean.

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Note: The title comes from a line in Emily Dickinson’s poem “This Is My Letter to the World”

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