Whoever it is
that hit pause
this time,
Thank you.
Whatever it is
I was struggling to get done
I now realize that
there’s no need to run.
My days are filled with great good times
alone
and, I’m satisfied.
On days I wish to share my space
I run the bayou, then sit and gaze
or I send a text,
visit my parents,
but stay six feet away.
I remember coming into the year
with big dreams and big eyes
—always looking for a prize
to pay and toil away for.
Now,
maybe I spend too much time and money at the grocery store.
But I love the pace
of my own embrace
In humid days
and slow afternoons.
Photo: My studio apartment in Houston. 2020
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