I walk through
         night scars
on blueblack, crisp evenings
I feel
          heart beating in mouth
          pores exhaling steam
I feel the world
  so strongly
       I am unpeeled–:
              I am winded
not rooted
like the tree
        that pines himself
into the
        winter skies
just to feel
     what it is to
with anything
       that is not

About laurenfedorko

Aspiring writer. English teacher. Philosophy: know more about the world than you did yesterday and lessen the suffering of others.
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