The unpoem

I don't have a poem right now. Well not like you think or are used to reading. All I have is anger I am trying to channel into yoga postures. I have disappointment I want to belly breathe out. Today a few folks words affected me more than I want to admit and more than I want to have allowed. First was from family cursing at me after doing them a favor. No thank you for all the extra shit you did. Breathe in hold breathe out hold. The second was an associate turned racist whisperer that I had to acknowledge was doing me more harm in the last few days of questions that any meaningful relationship I thought was growing. Breathe in hold breathe out hold.


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