Summer

I used to go on long matutinal walks, 

To battle my finicky thoughts. 

Grappling for an inch of control,

Praying for my fugacious dreams. 

& wondering how long 

will this frigid winter last…

But not anymore. 

For the summer of my life is finally here

& all the slippery ice has disappeared. 

Now, I don’t go on walks.

I run…

& it tastes like hope. 

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