we’re there and you’re here but i am not.

a poem about derealization and depersonalization.

Photo by David Dibert on Unsplash

once upon a time, i caught wind of a phrase,

that being, “pinch me! i must be dreaming,”

and what was formerly a colloquialism is

currently a tropism, which is to say i

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writer | editor | poet | all things personal development ↠ alaynadoyal.com ♡

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