From Last Year

I rarely venture out to get the mail.
Lights change from red to green. Traffic charges
But I seldom wait
I zig zag.
“don’t hesitate,”
Always taking the tangents:
economy of time and distance and shifting principles.
Bowing down to my God of Efficiency.
Lungs still burning from exhaust
And I can’t help but wonder
Watching my pale white arms streaked with ropy blue
outstretched
They don’t look like mine
Not how I remember…. Skin clammy
The encroaching greenness settles in my lungs, and lingers…
a mossy prison.
I lie awake and dream of flying to dry out my hollows.
Swallow the pill to a cloudless mind
filled with blinding azure blue.
I take my medication and follow my feet.
Squinting for no reason
Maybe a memory of days spent on snow pack.
Clothes still damp. I move and stretch and make my way past
rows of people on the hill, the charging traffic,
the changing lights.
Tonight I’ll check for postcards.

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One Response to “From Last Year”

  • yogigirlruns says:

    Wow, love your blog. I just stumbled across it from a google search on “orthorexia”….saw a tv program on it last night. Anyway, I’m from and live in Newfoundland and love that you posted this stamp. Do you have roots from there? Love your poem. Can’t wait to keep reading, I find your blog interesting and entertaining. :)

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I am a runner and a mother living in Portland, Oregon. I am also a gluten-free baker, environmentalist, raw-obsessed, aspiring minimalist, and law school dropout turned MBA student. I've always been a nutrition junkie and a few years ago I founded a gluten-free & vegan baking company. The best part of my day (besides my adorable son) is coaching college cross-country and track, strolling the aisles of food coops and running in the sunshine (otherwise known as Oregon NIRVANA).

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