Sunday, May 23, 2010

Bootstraps


I’m emancipating myself from the past
and chiseling this glass box called reality,
redefining the confines of my mind,
baking bread
without yeast.
Trudging through deserts unleavened
on sandals of confident uncertainties.
A sandstorm is coming,
and my open wounds don’t appreciate it. 


Sophie Gordon

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