MY HEART IS
My heart is deluged with grief–my own and of countless others experiencing losses great and small.
Yet my heart is also flooded with rolling waves of love expressed, received, and witnessed–appreciation, compassion, generosity, and kindness.
My heart is beating out a rhythm.
A staccato jitterbug longing for a waltz.
My heart has a beat, different than the music I hear all around me
My soul, confused, performs choreography known only to the bees.
My heart is captured by the dance, dizzy and exhilarated, but afraid,
And begins to flail, turning around and around, wild to find the light.
My heart is lost, searching for the breadcrumbs I left months ago when I feared the day would come
when the maps would do no good.
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The contributors were instructed to write two sentences; the first should begin with “My heart is”. Each contributor got to see only the second sentence of the person who wrote before them.
Crystal Hayduk typically wears many hats while running on the hamster wheel of life. During quarantine, she exchanged a couple of hats for a mask. The wheel slowed down just enough for her to cook lots of comfort food and catch up on sleep.
Lori Davis originates from Dayton, OH
Susan Chapel stays as sane as she can in upstate NY, with the help of the
turkeys and deer in her back yard, the laughter of her partner and dear
friends, and the occasional mindful breath.
Teri Foltz is a playwright (Teri’s Play Date on YouTube) and a poet (Green
and Dying on Amazon).
Katie Rae Hayduk is currently a music education student who enjoys petting her dog. You will often find her listening to fiddle tunes and very poorly cooking up a pot of spaghetti.
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