SageRose

I feel like I’m losing

Who I am;

I feel like she’s slipping away from me, one

Comment at a time, one

Heartless joke, one

Unmeant, 

the first snow

always elicits a sense

of wonder

in me

a feeling that

everything is new again

and that the world

is being reborn

entering a new phase

in its annual cycle

of growth

My words don't come

in anything other

than my voice, and

my voice doesn't come

in size-12 Times New Roman;

It comes in butterfly wings and 

cluttered poems and ideas that