stretch by me little one suck in the urge to cry; swallow it with the confidence that you will not choke. repeat repeat repeat. ______________________________________________________________________ i remember a time not long past a group of us on Figueroa just being wild careless free people it was liberating to feel the cloak of youth the retro spin of nothing can touch me I'll be alright. remember? remember how it hugged you? clench your eyes. that beast is locked up inside you somewhere. don't you let go you'll need her from time to time when you wanna fight back & when you wanna survive. Jessica M. Wilson April 6, 2020 a poem a day #6 Day 6 #covid19cantkillpoetry #lifetimetalk #lapoet #napowrimo #reflection #lapoem #lapoetry #highlandpark #friendships #youthful #recollection #growthpoem #writepoetry #poetrychallenge #nationalpoetrymonth #aprilispoetrymonth
Because it exists and so do I...