(I)sland

Within myself.

This middle of the ocean of nowhere.

I am a castaway.

Seeking shelter among sand soft flannel and fake fur.

A place to cry, to dream.

Be soothed and saved.

By choice, marooned.

As long as my feet don’t touch the floor.

~

A to Z day nine.

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