Sometimes, on Tuesday’s
Or Wednesday’s or Friday’s
I act so mean and dark
That I forget you love me.
Sometimes you tell me
That it’s never ok
To take out your anger on
The people you love.
You are right.
And sometimes, instead
You pull me in
And remind me that I am loved
Until the darkness disappears
And I decide that you’re telling the truth.
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Currently preparing to spend 27 months as a Coastal Resource Management Community Outreach Facilitator with the Peace Corps in the Philippines. Recently taught environmental education in the Bahamas. I like to read and write and better myself and make the lives of my loved ones easier and happier.
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