Sandra Moreano's Blog
Friday, May 15, 2015
Poetry
Poetry
poetry is what happens
in
between
breaths
it's the packed bags
the night sweats
the confidence
the inept
it resides where you
let it
and stays
where it wants
Monday, May 4, 2015
I took to forgive
I
took forgiveness
out of a book
and
put it in real life.
It felt different to give
instead of read
about giving.
I feel as though I've joined a privileged club
of people
who wear
invisible name badges
and have chains full of keys
to rooms
that most people don't
even know are there.
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