Someday
I will run away
leaving small things behind
until they become smaller
than dust
underneath moonlight.
Some night
I will walk this Earth
meandering
until I find paths
my toes will tiptoe
until they bleed from
the satisfaction
of finding my home.
For now,
I smirk at plans
no one else sees
and no one else dares.
– Latanya Ivey ©2018
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