A daily reading from One Poem Only—a quiet space for a single poem, read aloud. This month on One Poem Only, I’m revisiting poems that stayed with me long after recording them. Some became listener favorites; others quietly became favorites of my own. One Poem Only Revisited is an invitation to return—to listen again, reflect, and discover what feels different now. Today’s poem is by Bex. Read it in full on Substack.

More from Bex ↓

• @mother_smudger on Instagram
• Her book, conflict resolution: a trauma response, is out now

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I’m filling the next chapter of One Poem Only and would love to include your work. Send me the poem you wrote and want the world to hear. New this round: if you’d like to read your own poem on the podcast, you can. No need for a perfect studio recording—just a clear audio file recorded in a quiet space. If you choose this option, you’ll submit your poem and an audio file of you reading it. Submissions close Thursday, July 30. I’ll respond by August 12. Whether I read your poem or you read it yourself, I’d love to hear what you’re ready to share.