August, 2025

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At the Edge of Sleep

This one means a lot to me. I wrote it after one of those tender, end-of-day moments when the world quiets and connection speaks without words. The poem is about the soft magic of a child’s hand finding yours in the dark and how that small gesture can feel like everything.

 

I’m grateful to Pictura Journal for giving it a home.

Read it here: https://picturajournal.com/issue-four/poetry-issue-four/veronica-tucker/