A Lady came
To visit here, a cousin
Of friends, who held her near,
As I do now.

This lovely lady
Gave me pause, gave me life
Beyond what was
Available, here.

She thought herself
Into my head, thought
Thoughts of otherness,
Freshly applied.

I groan
With my own thoughts,
Grown,

Because of a Lady
Named Kate.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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