Untitled Poem

My body is screaming for me to write some poetry, but I can’t find the words. So here is something incomplete that came to me in May. A fragment of something larger.


If love were like a paper plane

it would be crumpled in my heart.

Love doesn’t send me soaring,

but grounds me as I walk.


Why publish a fragment? As a promise to myself that one day it’ll be a part of a whole.

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