Poetry from Kaia Hobson

“sunlit molecules”

I have never

wanted to breathe

in those

crepuscular rays

illuminating the coruscant dust

that does not float

down to earth

like the leaves outside

and suddenly

I wonder

if time matters to those particles


always drifting

until perhaps

                                                 they cling to


the dew that hangs

on my cloudy window

and remain

till they

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