Feeling my soft shoes
Impacting the ground
My calves and my lungs,
Burning from effort
But it feels so good
Because even though
I’m confined to this
One house, this one town
With the same people
I feel like I can
Go places, or fly
With every step and
Push off the asphalt
I feel free, or calm.
So I guess, for me,
Being calm is not
A place or a thing,
But movement, and sports.
Posted in response to the challenge Pastoral.
I have this little balcony
On the second floor of my house
My big white house
With gold fixtures
In this town in sunny so cal
Pain is a sign
That something is not right
Just because I have
A high pain tolerance
Does not mean
That I have to ignore it.
before leaning into you for the first time I didn't realize that
you’re the person that can stitch a smile on my face even when I'm sad
you’re the person that embraces me because you know
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