Free Verse
Catch Up to My Feelings
Like a cannabis creeper
Sometimes my feelings need to catch up to me first I can’t feel I go on as I was because I can’t heal upon the sudden kneel I can’t make it a big deal for some reason, it’s never ideal to feel I need to first eat a meal let it catch up to me sometimes it even sneaks up on me like a strain of cannabis creeper.
At first, I run away no time to contain the pain no need to name then the feelings catch up to catch them in an o v e r f l o w i n g cup.
Then come out alive on the other side.
Eyes wide open like baby alive.
Lindsay Soberano-Wilson’s debut chapbook Casa de mi Corazón: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir (Poetica) is coming soon. Find her on Medium, Instagram, or Twitter. Lindsay Soberano-Wilson©2021.
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