no wonder

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i still wonder
but i no longer
hope
but
that’s not true
i always hope
but i have no
faith
or do i have faith
but i just don’t
believe?
i look for
truth
i look for
authenticity
but it seems
i find
nothing
a world
full
of
nothing
people full of
nothing
& then
the wind blows
just right
the sun sparkles
just so
& all of a sudden
i have
everything
after
all.

© quixotic mama 2018
for more of my art & writings, go to quixotic mama
the image is an original from my art journal self-portrait series

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Author: emje

oh! i know who i am now i am sad & silly i am fierce & fantastic i am passionate & magical i am a fucking unicorn

4 thoughts on “no wonder”

    1. right? it is difficult to keep faith these days. but when it does waft back my way, it feels so good. that’s why i ended up turning the poem around like that. i need to know that there is still hope.

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