My heart trembles, my stomach trembles.
My hands are asking questions that my legs refuse
To answer. To look at me, you would think
I am calm, whole, demure even. You don’t hear
The chatter that is my body refuting the idea
That I don’t really need to vomit, not now.
Another year older and contemplating options,
That’s what does it, trying to figure out how to get
What I want, and how much I will have to change
To get what I want: to be loved, cherished, even
Just to be held, which would also help right
About now, when even my cat is out of sight.
I need to let you know that this Tiny Potato image is the background of my iPad screen.
It also hangs on the inside of my classroom door, making it the last thing my students see when they leave my class.
It’s an important part of life, to believe you can do the thing. Listen to the wise, tiny potato.
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