When I had nothing else
to remember, I disliked
the sea and this indecisive
color of the ground.
What happened was simple.
There wasn’t any sound
but that made by the dying
leaves flourishing on the
pavement.
It was a lovely day when
I hated life more. I looked
myself in the eye and I
couldn’t pronounce my
name.
I guess I forgot who that
scared angry little woman
was.
It was a moment of drawing
sustenance from air, I was
a tremulous you.
I was.
Karla Bardanza
This to me speaks of a great awakening, of finally growing past the fears you have held onto. You let them go and found new life in the air your breathed. I really enjoyed this. I like the person jumping up in the air as if breaking free. This visual truly adds to what you had so beautifully conveyed. Blessings
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