January 11, 2015

??????????Bundled up,
wrapped in warm winter,
the day creeps up my
thighs,
grounded,
my heart beats louder
at the beauty
of
the untouched day.
I stretch.
I am bigger
because of
everything around me.
In art,
we call it the negative spaces.
I am positive.

 

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