I love to be loved,
as do you— as do
we all. No one wants
to be free: Trekking
off, boldly alone
through mountain forests,
the romantic cliché
tousling one’s hair.
I like knowing where I am,
to seem competent
in my children’s eyes,
to be myself inside,
a context provided,
a piece to a puzzle.
(July 21, 2018)
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