Published on
May 9, 2025
The Friday Poem: ‘Needing Religion at Nineteen’ by Haro Lee
A new poem by Haro Lee. -1 My mother can feel God baking. He is kneading the dough now, and the red and brown foliage of maple trees is crushed into the earth. He flips the dough, and just like that, it is winter. She’ll have me in the following March, …
Source:
The Spinoff
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Left-wing
