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in whole foods

7/10/2018

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in whole foods

i grabbed volcanic clay face wipes
in the checkout line at whole foods
where i was buying 6 dollar juice
with turmeric to clear my energy
or burn the pain away or
whatever
miracle 6 dollar juice
is supposed to perform.
i grabbed the package
so i could
wash my face in the car
and nobody would run into me still half crying,
patting my face with paper towels in the bathroom
before class.
yes.
depression is a monster
that no wheatgrass or crystals
can tame,
no windy walks or good books
or naps or other things
nobody has time for
can lift its weight.
don’t bother with prayers.
i’m positive
jesus is bored with me.
there are no miracles
floating in the bottom
of any bottle.
but i do like
6 dollar juice and maybe
some kind of organic carob
confection. or a new water bottle
that will keep my drink cold
​for the next century.
in this landscape
​there is no certain road
but
i am lost so often i know

there is
always
a way home.
i will wind through this
unmapped expanse
til i find
the back door.
you can
come with me.


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