The joys of just opening a window
It's never too late to start something new it's just waiting for you, poem of the day!
It was only a few weeks,
Shopping at the local
Asian foods store.
Getting used to having
No car to shop with,
Packing a week's worth
Of groceries into a single
Backpack.
We ate mostly rice and
Vegetables with a bit of
Diced chicken for a bit of
Protein, once a week.
Bone-hungry and sick,
Despair set in.
"I want my mom" I said.
I didn't want her often,
Or even at all since leaving.
But after a few weeks of
Rice with nothing,
Anything seemed better
Than waiting for the anemia
To set in.
P.S.
(I didn't call my mom. We relented and subscribed to Walmart's delivery service and now we're doing okay)
Idk who needs to hear this (probably everyone) but your body is a good body. Even if you don’t like the way it looks or people have made you feel bad about. Literally all bodies are good bodies. Have a good day and don’t forget to be kind to yourself and your body.
Steeping in cool waters
The saffron sun on the
Bowl of the pond.
Taking my vitamins every
Morning, the C in my veins
Mingling with the salt in my eyes.
I ride two buses to my chapel
Of peace, a set of flowing
Waters, unblessed but holy to me.
Pacing the dusty paths of
The preserve, I ponder the
Wild waterbirds, wandering.
The ducks, unburdened by
Prejudice, finding their ways
Along the tiny beaches.
The spice of life, I infuse my days
With the fine herbs of musical
Birdsong and chords of clouds.
Finalizing my day's work,
I board the buses home, busy days
Ahead, but for now, hallowed, heady harmony.
i care btw. i care abt the song ur listening to or the bug u saw or how u just got outta the shower or how ur happily hanging out w ur friends or how ur kinda sad or how good was the meal u just had or ur fav character from an indie game nobody knows or if u chugged down some water. i always will