run

a poem

run

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reality feels broken

and so i run.

run to remind myself

that you aren’t the only one

who can make my heart beat faster.

i run to pass the time

falling behind. i am falling behind.

i run faster and farther,

but can’t escape my own mind.

i run until i lose my breath

but here i am, still breathing.

i run to feel like i’m winning—

the truth is too defeating.

i run in place.

i run outside.

and in my mind.

miles and miles.

i’d run to space

if I could,

and it still would never be enough.

i run and it doesn’t matter.

i can’t move.

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Me, at White Sands National Park, photographed by Jess Ney

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em

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