The places unnoticed are gifts people leave behind.
It was the most turbulent disheveling caring committed of beginnings.
There were many friends
their languages were mesmerizing to watch and hear, spells spun
revealing
beautiful insides.
The tears and sweat coming out
of my body was only water
wishing to return to the Earth.
Before this is over,
I will remember that I learned how to
disarm myself.
photo credit: Nolan Zunk