Proem

..

This poem is the thing
that comes before.
The breath.
The sigh. The pre
-amble under a starstung
sky.

She’s getting ready. She’s all
-ready revved, and realized
she’s ridiculously set for
all this sun.

One day she’ll look back
and wonder what else
she could have possibly
done.

..
Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 23


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