Epiphany
into this moment
I fall
weightless in a space
no ground
no walls
oblivious
to past or future
it is
only here
I remain
undefined, imperishable
though my skin
may decay
and my bones
warp
© Neetu Malik
Previously published in The Writers and Readers Magazine, UK.
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pieces of felt lay on the street like bits of rubber tires -
She needs to dig deep
to pull the roots
that grow under her feet
to do so requires strength
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