Oh I’m sorry,
I just wanted to answer your question,
And tell you about how I am.
I didn’t mean to interrupt you while you were
Too busy speaking to –
Tag Archives: Poetry
The Visual Cliff
I turned to you, wondering what the world was like.
I read your face and learned that it was dangerous.
And you’ll never know how much work it is,
To tear away that fear from every cell in my body.
Umbilical Tethers
The bonds of the Past
Cannot be cast.
Invisible, immaterial,
Indestructable, ethereal.
We are born from it.
We cannot be without it.
Even when it restricts us.
No scissors or blade
Can sever the tether
Of what once was.
All we can do
Is strive to be
Who we choose
In spite of history.