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And So I Do Nothing

drowning in a desert depression made

By R.C. TaylorPublished 11 months ago 1 min read
And So I Do Nothing
Photo by Christopher Campbell on Unsplash

stranded in my mind, childhood green now nothing but a gasping drought

maybe if I strain I can hear myself over the deluge way my ancestors shout

for me to get up, rise up, and reclaim what's mine—

the healing, the life, the time

but I'm scared that when I finally open my mouth a sea will swell out

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R.C. Taylor

Part-time daydreamer. Full-time dork.

Follow along for stories about a little bit of everything (i.e. adventure and other affairs of the heart).

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  • Donna Renee11 months ago

    So haunting and strong…. ❤️

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