Somehow, A Comfort Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

Somehow, A Comfort



We tried playing it cool
But the winds blew us away
It shot us down; our strength
The absence of truth
Poked at our knees
An arrow was shot
Right through our ankles
My dress doesn’t feel right
I think you just lost your hat
I don’t know what this is
You don’t know what you need
We are screwed to the core
But it’s somehow a comfort
That you don’t know this

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