Stars

As a child

I would marvel at the glorious beauty of mystery

Undisturbed by the utter expansive nature of it

Fortunate, and ignorant

My mom and I drove through them all night

Listening to quiet music and accepting fate

Together growing older

As a teenager

I would succumb to fears of insignificance

Struck to the core I became consumed

I was terrified to die and lose me.

They took my father away

To who knows where if at all

A man who could not live with existing

Memories do not live as we did.

I am a young woman now

I am relieved by my insignificance

And as I grasp his warm palm,

We let the darkness wash over us

I do not know why, but I am glad it is

Even if I am taken nowhere

If I am nothing and no one

I am still here now and so is he

And so are they.

Best,

Anna Belle Lee

Cardboard

Father and Son
New to being Homeless
Anything helps
God Bless

Best,

Anna Belle Lee