McMicken Hall Spire
Sinking into my gut like
a spire into a low sky
it walks with me, or used to—
maybe that’s why I learned to
walk so fast, shins burning hot
uphill, it always beat me…
until I learned not to hear.
#7x7 poems, #anxiety, #change, #healing, #iphone photos
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