
I went to the poetry reading
as myself —
the crumpled, hopeful,
dressed-down being
I am learning
to embrace.
It felt good
to be
free.
Marissa Mullins

I went to the poetry reading
as myself —
the crumpled, hopeful,
dressed-down being
I am learning
to embrace.
It felt good
to be
free.
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