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exsistence of dragonflies
I used to wake up before the sun even
thought about rising.
I remember the unfiltered air
The dark
so accepting of the light.
I used to sit by a small pond
In El Bolson
after I had dug up the earth,
uncovering secrets so feared,
buried alive.
I used to find happiness
hiding on my bookshelf
sleeping on my pillowcase
pouring itself into my coffee
I used to feel its presence
like the slightest bit of cream
I pour into my coffee
just enough for the taste.
it hitches a ride on my road trip to nowhere
I just felt like driving.
How is it that
the life of a dragonfly begins in water
yet when it learns how to fly
it is afraid of drowning
Sitting by the pond I pay no attention
to the beat of the sun.
Even though my shoulders are burning
The only things I notice are the colors reflected
by the wings.
How even though a dragonfly must feel the inescapable heat
Even though they must too, feel it burn
They shine back
with their own light.
Choosing how to be treated
and seen.
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