this bump,
this divot, this cauldron
of fire.
this mini slice
of dante's inferno is nothing.
I lived through worse.
bring it on
and watch how fast
i'll
be whole again.
i'll howl at the new moon,
the new sun.
the new day
and rejoice.
i'll throw my arms
into the air
and fly.
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
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