Moments of Divinity

Owen Bland

a girl crying,

huddled on the floor,

moves to pity a tender soul,

who, seeing tears as holy water,

sits down at her side.

hand to shoulder,

head to neck,

a gentle feel of hair and breath,

In their embrace pain is shared,

mutual agonies making warmth,

that for a moment drives away,

the chill of discontent.

Owen Bland is a freshman International Relations Major from northeast Connecticut. Around campus he is an active member of the Abbey Player, NHIOP Ambassadors, Choir, and Crier. Off campus he reads, writes, bikes, hikes, and engages in miscellaneous acts of mischief. He extends his love to his loving family and would like to thank fellow featured writer Samuel Marcotte for brutally forcing him into writing poetry. That was very kind of him.

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