#Poesia – JUMP



is there a moment in the continuum of self
where what was ceases to exist
and everything you know to be true
seems off-kilter and askew

can you pinpoint the place in time
when it all changes and the self
becomes someone you hardly recognize

will you miss the walls painstakingly built and fortified
in an effort to protect yourself from falling
head over heels
in love or lust or (so so deeply) in like


will you wake in the morning
lying next to him as he sleeps
listening to his breath
marveling at his beauty
and say fuck it
let’s jump
into the magic

The #Poesia pieces on this blog and Write Bitches are works of fiction, erupting from my incredibly over-active imagination. They are slightly edited, totally unscripted, spontaneous, super loose, and probably some of my favorite works. They are perfect in their imperfections and I hope you enjoy.

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