Thursday, September 11, 2014

the need to weed

wikimedai commons

Life's changes continue to unfold 
without reference to the desires of my heart. 
Plans feel mired
I suppose i could weed a bit, 
but i like the feel of the grasses
 high up on my thigh as i wade through them--

just a bit of sun behind them.

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Audrey Howitt 2014