Comfort Food

You know that satiated feeling you have after a large family feast,

That cozy feeling when you’re wrapped up on a cold day with a plush, comfy blanket,

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Is it safe?

How honest shall I be?
Should I admit how sad and lonely I can be?
Or is the persona of contentment better?
It has become a struggle to decipher
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The American Dream

Florescent light
keyboard tapping
HVAC whirring
gray, fabric walls,
square tile ceiling,
people barely breathing.

Overpriced office chair
cafeteria food
dirty workrooms
slow elevators
landline phones.

Lucky to have steady income
lucky to have a job
lucky you can work
lucky you have benefits
lucky you get paid vacation and sick time

I Have Not Become a Hollow Shell

write, write something

put pen to paper

will words to flow from ink

don’t stop your writing to think.

write, write something

force your hand to keep moving

scribble incoherently if you must

prove your brain hasn’t turned to dust.

write, write something

whatever pops into your mind let out

allow the energy of your heart to flow

you still have emotions, let them show.

The musings of a 30-something, urban, single mother

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