A Poet's Dying Breath
Friday, August 5, 2016
I'm tired,
but that's nothing new.
I was an adult yesterday,
setting myself up
for international travel,
international work.
It's exciting,
even if I sometimes feel
a torrent of emotions
rising up
threatening to pull my stomach with it
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