A poem

 

Yesterday

I threw the razors from the shower because

They scared me.

I cried- wound tired with emotion.

I prayed-  for the little baby swallowed by this storm.

Today

Fragility is perhaps a point of view I should embrace,

Up there with surrender.

I eat roasted chick peas

and remember Egypt.

3 Comments

  1. tlf14 says:

    ebbs and flows and on she goes…darkness and light portrayed to perfection ma’am.

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