waiting for feeling

a blackout poem

Lisa Bolin
Nov 8 · 1 min read
blackout poem

I was
gasping for breath
numb
detached
I was determined
to enjoy
some feeling
I wondered
I waited

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Lisa Bolin

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Observing, laughing, (crying sometimes), living, and writing about it.

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