Blossom to your best self.
When the world wakes up again,
when it lets us all breathe a sigh of relief,
when it releases us from a six-foot hold,
I’ll have places to wear a necklace
and a pair of earrings
and I’ll touch his face and kiss his lips
in public.
I’ll go to more thrift stores
and less malls.
Take more pictures of people and places
and less of myself.
I’ll let the simple things stay simple.
I’ll take all the solitude I can carry in these two hands
and release it,
give it a new name.
Call it power.
