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