Thursday, October 18, 2018

~Bookmark~


seems like
I'm wasting
my time
wishing
it will
all go down

you would
have thought
by now,
I'd have
leaned something

stick with
low lights
from now on
there are
no ties
in life
where life
just comes
to you

dreams catch me
when I
fall or else
I won't
go back
at all

I refuse
to be a
bookmark
in the
blank space
that happened
to be free
ivy coiled
in my hand
pale but
not trembling

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

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