I will run away

leaving small things behind

until they become smaller

than dust

underneath moonlight.

Some night

I will walk this Earth


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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