time, head down
concentrating-
lacing their shoes
like a fever-dream
I trip over
sometimes,
I look at the people I love
and I see cheekbones
and eyelashes.
smiles brave and worn.
In recent weeks I smile at myself
in the mirror
every single time
I step out of the shower.
(it’s liberating to unhold
a grudge.)
sometimes,
I look at the people
I love and I include myself.
tangible
progress
touchable
radiance
personified here.
sometimes,
I look at us, love,
and I stop tripping
counting
measuring
fearing
I look at us
radiant
fever-dream
future.
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