In school Crouching on the threshold as the door closes. Rattling glass, downy feathers ruffled, shivering cold blue sky outside. Get up. Keep moving. Don’t step on the cracks. And breathe, breathe, breathe in your own words, breathe out into your cold hands just a bit of warmth, then hands in pockets. Find some stillness …
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Published on July 08, 2015 00:15