an interloper, i enter
like a warrior without her weapons
i’m surrounded by all
so very unfamiliar,
shapes and shadows,
that jar my uneasy breath
until i am reminded
by what i’ve come to trust.
8.13.17
an interloper, i enter
like a warrior without her weapons
i’m surrounded by all
so very unfamiliar,
shapes and shadows,
that jar my uneasy breath
until i am reminded
by what i’ve come to trust.
8.13.17
