The Rhodia Collection

I have packed up
and moved across states

(again, again, again)

I have felt so far from myself lately—

but there have been a few moments,
just a few,
where I am completely inside myself once again.

God I love to be here.

God I love her
(love me)
love to be in my body

love to have her
(let her)

feel like home.

I lose my footing often
(no, I am distracted often,
angry often)

But I try, oh, I try
and smirk when I trip over a curb,
laughing at myself
whisper prayers to my feet for not
falling under my breath.

Bless you, bless you, bless you.

8/22/2021