Hope
July 21, 2020

Happy to see
the sun again,
I dance
in the morning air
screaming out
that life is good.
Only the gulls
hear me.
Despair’s seductive song
calls to me
yet I hear
another voice.
She silences
this empty enchantress.
Her promise
sends me running
headlong
into the day.


Photo by Alex Perez on Unsplash

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