A poem by Lily Selthofner, 2021.

Photo by Lily Selthofner, 2022.

a looming threat manifests

in each gray moment unspent

simply sedated, devoid of sacred 

anxiously awaited in bed.


I miss when things were fun and easy.


things are fun and easy. 

the breeze ties your hair back

so you see, clearly 

the universe is giving.

‘wasting away’

is gathering the strength

to sink into ease again.

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