What moon phase are we in right now? I don’t know; it probably doesn’t even matter.
Not to be That Guy, but this July was super cold and climate change is definitely a thing. Then again, I’m cold anywhere below 78 degrees Fahrenheit.
Can you be gone for so long and still expect her to wait for you?
…which is not necessarily a personal poem.
It is, however, a pantoum.
There are so many things I want to say. I wrote this before I had a word for what happened, what was happening. I mentioned on Twitter that we don’t realize things are hurting us as kids but we probably don’t realize it as adults, either.
But I should let it speak for itself.
Like moving towards full potential; transitory stages; card for these times is the Wheel of Fortune.