From the archives…a poem written in 2001…


if you were brave
i could tell you who
i really am
jot my truths and epiphanies
like a grocery list
or like laundry, wet and
beleaguered hang
myself out to dry
it is troubling…normal
doesn’t fit my vocabulary
or my soul
call me lunatic
manic or insane but
i have noticed
the same wind catches
some leaves of grass
leaving others unmoved.
kat 2001

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