Blistered by time and time again,

I come to you.


by time and time again.

The calloused quality of being seen is a trait we share.

It is something we know.

If we know nothing else in this life,

we know this.

(quietly) we know this.

The patchy, dull character of stopped at intersection, or


is something we both know.

It is never a question; never

something to ponder.

Being surrounded

enveloped by

“we know this”


“we share”

has to be enough

to get us through the middle passage

of waking

has to be enough

to get us through the tribulation

of being

has to be

has to be

Thank you.

for breathing

at the same time

in the same space

with me.


For Reference:

Self-Care for Activists: Sustaining Your Most Valuable Resource

Forgiveness: A Practice for Inner Peace

Self-Care | Hey Fran Hey

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