may 5: today I couldn’t hear it

it’s been one of those weeks
where you cannot see yourself
even if you look in the mirror –
too many conflicting voices
and questions to disturb
the waters surface and set it to waves.
there might have been a voice inside
familiar to and part of me
but I’ve lost him,
and am writing to
listen better.

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    Jess

    I really felt connected to this poem. Some days the only thing to break the creativity block is to create. And some days the only way to find yourself is to stop looking. Great poem.

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