unrelenting grief and rage
emanate from
me
the house and land know it,
acknowledge and hold it,
like a therapist or doula,

and when i am out in the world,
they condense into
an aromatic,
pheromonic,
cloud around me,
both insulating me,
and repelling the foolish
and dangerous.

let it linger,

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