It’s 6am and I laugh at the
Obvious metaphor as we wheel my
Luggage down the street before the
City has woken up before
We have woken up to ourselves
We are all just symbols in each
Others lives representing all that we
Are and never will be
The sun rises over the wrong
Side of the mountains
The sky turns red and the clouds
Become their own structured landscape
Moved by breath and the condensation
Of self

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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