i wish i still knew how.

a poem about the discrepancy between childhood and adulthood.

Photo by Scott Webb on Unsplash

i run and i run and i run and i

jump into potted lavender plants

my four year old palms

cover my hourglass eyes

and i belly laugh with a

tummy full of youth

bumble bees find me

before i am found —

hide and seek

turned stung

bum cheek

i wish i still knew

how to believe the sky is blue

☽