Artwork: Sleeping Smoke - Amy Sol, 2009
i set
myself
adrift
amidst
the chaos
around me:
i close
my ears
to the
naysayers'
portent and
proverbs and
patter of
doom.
this time,
this space -
like a
bondswoman
i have
earned
them.
i have
prayed;
i've been
answered.
i do
what must
needs
to be
done.
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