reflection on a current state of being

in and out in and out in and out in and out in

breath is refuge

my heart is cracked

there is no glory in the day to day

where is the sun

peeking behind bolder clouds, heavy with my solemn tears

that will burst

burst i tell you

at any

point

cradle cradle cradle me

my mother once did

and now i must

for myself

cradle me, me

i will do this for myself

the gift of a hug is a cherished moment

a shared breath

combination of particles

a simple touch

that remains

the waves are heavy

the tide is rising

i am ready

in the salty waters i will be

staring up as it hugs me

holds me

as i exit this moment

i will have realized that all along

i was gripping myself and the pain was too much

i soften my grip

take a breath

and embrace this hug

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Cover Photo by Angela Roma.