Out of Sorts

I created this mountain,
I planted each flower and tree,
I placed each stone,
I mapped every trail,
I’ve climbed it blindfolded and barefoot without a scrape or stumble.

And now I sit at the bottom looking up at a stranger,
Disoriented and without a clue of how to get back to the top.

#amnesia #writing #poetry #peak #climb #memoryloss #relearn #shadowwork #womenwhowrite #feministwriter #melissamoralezwriter #conversationswithassholes #forget

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