11/24/18

Posted byAnne TaylorPosted inPoetry

I am unavoidably
who I am
I am a wanting warrior
and a retreating renegade
I let sorry sleep in my throat
and yes hide in my coat pocket
I am a gypsy
without a caravan
an eagle
without wings
and a star
without a galaxy
I am lost in a world
that is just as clueless
about me
as I am

Published by Anne Taylor

Anne Taylor is a freelance writer who loves talking about mental health, wellness, and all things Disney. She resides in Spokane, WA with her dog Pepper and spends as much time in the sunshine as possible.

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