…
here of all places
among these other found things:
pocket fluff
poems
bits of kite string.
holding myself
loosely, like that shifting moon,
knowing i’m
waning,
will disappear soon.
wilding myself
with barefoot heart, wander-
and-waiting
in fits
and starts. and stars.
written for poetic asides November Chapbook Challenge
Whimsygizmo's Blog 
Love your barefoot heart! And start with the stars!
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