Collapsed in the corner
of my reality
looking out at the festive gathering
I confront my inner stranger
waiting for an intruder
to bring me sweet tea...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I confront my inner stranger....I love this line. Profound in its brevity.
Inner Stranger- It's what makes us interesting even to ourselves...Thanks Melanie!