I’m a member
of a society
I never
meant to join.
What does
that say about me?
Am I a
military wife now?
A stripper?
A mother?
An expat.
Am I one of
them?
Or can I
remain myself
Though I
share their company?
The ghosts
of them hover
Above my
dreams.
Can I banish
them?
Put them to
rest?
Do I want
to? Yes.
But it’s not
my place.
I am one
among many.
One day I
will also be a shade
And I will
float
Above the
next.
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