She looked down, clicked the button to unfasten the restraint, stood and floated upward Weightless, unburdened, free She was aware on the in breath And already traveling miles and years to a deeper understanding with the out breath Was it a dream? I cannot say. But I’ve heard tell of a woman uncoupling herself from every single idea that weighed her do…
It's Physics
For My Daughter
Jan 25, 2026
∙ Paid
One Poem Only
A daily reading. A quiet moment. One poem, center stage: just for now, just for you. A one-night-only show, in verse.
I’m Maggie Devers, and each day I’ll read you one poem—nothing more, nothing less. No analysis, no noise—just a little space to listen. Come back tomorrow. The curtain rises again.
A daily reading. A quiet moment. One poem, center stage: just for now, just for you. A one-night-only show, in verse.
I’m Maggie Devers, and each day I’ll read you one poem—nothing more, nothing less. No analysis, no noise—just a little space to listen. Come back tomorrow. The curtain rises again.Listen on
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