"I thought I was wrong once, / but I was mistaken"
the place where good self talk happens
What if I’m wrong about Brenda?
Expose your doubt.
Iron moth wings flap, creaking/
Thirty percent chance of the kindness of strangers.
like the butterfly / you thought was a leaf
Pain locks horns / with uncertainty
certainty in the chaos
will today be the day the enemy overtakes me?
If we pivot one way, / the universe conspires / and aligns to give us / all our heart’s desires
No carrot in / front of you
there will be no floor to receive it
Today, I rise / with purpose.