Some Jean Valentine for a Tuesday morning
Feb. 26th, 2019 08:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
digsdigsdigsA leaf, a shadow-hand
A leaf, a shadow-hand
blows over my head
from outside time
now & then
this time of year, September
—this happens—
—it's well known—
a soul locked away inside
not knowing anyone,
walking around, but inside:
I was like this once,
and you, whose shadow-hand
(kindness) just now blew over my head, again,
you said, "Don't ever think you're a monster."
A leaf, a shadow-hand
blows over my head
from outside time
now & then
this time of year, September
—this happens—
—it's well known—
a soul locked away inside
not knowing anyone,
walking around, but inside:
I was like this once,
and you, whose shadow-hand
(kindness) just now blew over my head, again,
you said, "Don't ever think you're a monster."
