On Safe Space...
Spent most of my life
looking for space-
Space to be,
Space to fit in,
Space to design,
Space to feel,
breathe,
create.
Whenever I believe safe space
has been found
— it gets pulled from my core.
Fuck it all.
It’s exhausting.
Today it is much easier,
alone.
I am content
with my plants,
sunshine, books,
labrador, music
and hot tea.
It is a good day.
My space.
Alone.