We could’ve been designed

to take air

through our pores,

through the alleyways

off our lungs.

Imagine

a world

where breath

is no effort.

But it fits

that work

is required for life,

and to exhale

is the bush’s branch

bouncing up

from beneath

melting snow.

– Tina Kelley

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