I left my shoes behind when my feet got stuck in the asphalt
I had to leave them behind when I walked right into this mess that I didn’t see
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I left my shoes behind when my feet got stuck in the asphalt
I had to leave them behind when I walked right into this mess that I didn’t see
Hoping to wake refreshed
I am instead the tiny amorphous remains of a candle
That slowly burnt itself to a quiet death in the night.
I hope he dies and she goes on to live the most amazing and fulfilling life.
Clear tides are hiding nothing tonight
Swirling about my feet
Rising past my ankles
Then tickling my knees
Slowly
…
I’m supposed to go home
But it’s so much work
It’s so far upstream
And I’m already so tired
…
Today there was an opportunity to advocate for myself (to enable better communication) but instead I yielded to the path of least resistance to grease the conversation cogs, to bring the interaction to an end sooner, and to prevent making another person think or feel oddly (about me or the situation).
A little more time
A pause
Life on hold
Pause, pause, pause
Many breaths
With enough breaths
A day has passed
And death is once again
As it should be
Reviled
September 1 – 4, 2025
Often, we just need to wait it out.
Faraway moon shines
across so many borders
on your eyes and mine
I spiral and spiral and I just know, at the bottom of these spirals, that I’m not supposed to have lived, not supposed to live; I know that I do not contribute enough to be worth the space and time I occupy. …