not everyone stays.

most people set up camp for a while.

light a few fires, admire the trees,

and dip their toes in the rivers.

i suppose i am foolish

to even think

you would be any different.


(you only ever run towards the bluest skies, a good fit,

for someone who always plays it safe)


Author: Abigail Zerr
Email: rainbowinkpoetry@gmail.com
Author Bio: Abigail Zerr is a 19-year-old poet in Edmonton, Alberta. She spends most of her spare time with a pen in her hand, organizing her emotions into boxes of poetry and prose. Her writing sheds light on the importance of mental health and self-care. She hopes to release a collection of poetry sometime in the future.
Link to social media or website: Instagram @rainbow_ink 



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