6/30: 30 Poems in 30 Days (Ten Things I Know To Be True)

my fingerprints are tree rings,
which means I’ve been here before,
just had a different way of breathing

contact is necessary
to touch is to seal things

paper is the best judge of character

even ink bleeds

i need only wish to grow
to allow healing

loneliness stinks
but alone is revealing

I am braver than I usually believe

I am strong
forests abound in me

home will always live where I allow it to be

above all else,
my mother loves me