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tarantula-typo

6 months ago

What will life look like 2 years from now?

Can I hear the train whistle between the brush of trees?

The howling of coyotes and roars of mountain lions,

Maybe I’ll be cruising down the golden coast.

I’m hungry for it.

Dry toast and black coffee from a waitress named Diane

It’s not just surviving anymore

I’ll feel at home once the ocean breeze hits my face,

Once it takes my hair between its salty grasp.

I’ll feel whole

Unrecognizable

Unknown.

On my own

No one to please

Just me and a couple sand fleas.