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That night, we traded
tales of a world
barely held together
by threads. You asked
which one I would snip
if handed shears
sharp as silence.
I answered,
without a tremor,
I’d sever⸺
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Amanda Růžičková 53 Articles
Poet in Prague, Midwest-born, fluent in reinvention. Living with stage IV lung cancer and too many unread books. Writing with love and uncertainty—chasing meaning and the everyday beauty that survives
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