Tagged: unease

we were all strangers

we were all strangers
once – for the brave,
the opportunity comes
more often –
a combination
of fear and
joy, a malleable
unease
to forge into
laughter
.
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the little things

the little things
threatening to run
us over eventually
add up
to run us over –
let’s laugh
as though we
mean it
and lean on
the subsequent
discomfort
.
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