“Afternoon” – A Poem

the blue light of afternoon

carries brave flecks of dust into the sky

while i watch from my spot on the bed.


a dotted drawing of an eye,

tacked above the mirror, surveys the room

casting a judgmental air over the state

of the carpet.


the silver charm bracelet

given to me by my nana as a gift years ago

is now a tarnished bronze.


to be adventurous i’ve mixed

my teas together, a loose green and fragrant blueberry

thinking its color will remind me

of a bottomless lagoon in the shadows of some deep forest

where i can swim without end.




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