Gripped

When you feel like it was all   some   dream
When you feel untethered         to anything
When you feel uncertain of what was
When you feel lonely and endangered
When you feel nothing

When you find a foothold

Hold there
Jam yourself into the crack
Press in hold hard

Try to find a prayer

Hold there

Hold
Hold
.

Found today, in a book, on a shelf, in a closet. We were on our honeymoon.

Found today, in a book, on a shelf, in a closet. Mark’s showing off his wedding ring. We were on our honeymoon.

 

 

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About Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

Writerly. Rebooting. Evolving. Searching for great chicken salad.
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