Natalie Wee, from ‘Least of All’, Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines
[Image: A poem.
“I kneel into a dream where I/ am good & loved. I am/ good. I am loved. My hands have made/ some good mistakes. They can always/ make better ones.”]
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Natalie Wee, from ‘Least of All’, Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines
[Image: A poem.
“I kneel into a dream where I/ am good & loved. I am/ good. I am loved. My hands have made/ some good mistakes. They can always/ make better ones.”]
Pass Through Fire 