Franco Amati
Apr 16 · 1 min read
Photo by Kyle Johnson on Unsplash

it feels like getting
a part of me back
maybe it’s nothing
to most — maybe it’s small
but in the depths
of utter chaos — in the stark tragedy of loss
the return of something small
no matter how mundane
no matter how simple
no matter how trivial
— it’s everything
it’s the reprisal of some dignity
the revival of skill
the sensation of being useful again
a return to belonging
a return to familiarity
a return to some kind of
because now I know, I was not cast out
I was…