Maybe I need
to see mountains and trees
Maybe I need
to read more love poems,
instead
of sad poems,
political poems,
war poems,
And instead of writing poems about children
being born in refugee camps,
children playing with guns,
children dying to belong
Maybe I need
to fall in love
with mountains and trees
Maybe I need
to go to the sea
and immerse myself in the saltwater,
feel it against my skin
Yes, every poet
needs to be reminded
of the gentle hands
of their mother,
of their grandmother
wiping their nose

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