Reid@YWP

One enters between

our source of heat,

And our earth,

from which we breathe.

Like thunderclouds gathering,

Like waves, building before

breaking,

Darkness sweeps over us,

Waiting

eating smoothie

out of a jam jar

and PB&J from the cooler.

Waiting

skiing with my sister

on the little snow that's left.

Waiting

grabbing my camera

I make new hues from my blue 

Grey seeping through sleeping skin

Wide eyed with the anxiety hard wired into

The brain that holds the home of a body

I can’t find a home in

Sickening stomach twisting

Out in the forest, the time was 3:26, the world around me was filled with the darkness of night, it had such an interesting glow and the circle of light was above my head, and I looked to my side down the hill that looked over the town I saw what