walking words

I told my best friend that this year has three parts. Holding my breath so I don’t cry, crying, and the brief relief after crying.

I know what’s missing here. I should be writing. Or, I should be seeing like a writer. Writing is, well, the worst part is putting the words down. The best part is seeing.

Published by Lalie Hyde


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