Without a planned escape
She stands at the end of her Earth
Floating through time
Spinning in outer space
The edge of the sea kisses her feet
Sinking them like cement
The wind whips the edges of her hair
Longer strands float like amber ribbons
Just within her sight
She looks over her shoulder
The alarm in her satchel says it’s time
To go
To leave
To live
She pulls the zipper to her jacket
Flips up her hood
Crowning her head
She won’t leave
Dare you to move
Dare you to dream
Dare you breathe
Without a planned escape
(2014)
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