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The Weight of Things

For Still: The Journal

In a house that is not yet home, I am heavy.

Heavy with the weight of flight, and the things I have brought with me. Flight requires us to get lighter, even as we clamp down with claws that won’t let go of some things. For we know there is a heaviness even in lightness, that the uprooted heart lies heavy in the night.

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{painting by Charles E. Burchfield, “Milkweed,” 1929. public domain.}