I.
early september
there is a definite stillness that comes
at the end of summer,
right before autumn begins
the air thick and languid,
as if you’re wading through
a deep flood of overlapping
emotions.
no one knows which season to embrace,
which to ground themselves into,
so they place one foot in each
trying to make their way
towards both
only to fall
in between
it all.
II.
III.
fallen leaves
after david budbill
i find myself releasing
more and more,
while simultaneously calling back
what is mine
so i can find myself
at home,
right where i belong
Yes, towards both. Still.
Just gorgeous Gina. One foot in each is just where I feel right nowxx