I had originally planned on editing a single poem over and over again for 52 iterations (one per week for a year). I’m now going to start a second poem, and keep iterating on both, since I’m a little stuck with the first one. I don’t have a title for this one yet. Maybe next time. I’m trying a more free verse style as well.

I’ll offer you a piece

of me. If you share you

a holy swap of souls.

So simple and unconscious

Millions every day.

No swords or rifles

but small pleasantries.

Thank you.