2 A.M.

the sickly orange light of the streetlamp pours in the window
the faint hum of a car in the distance drones on
my eyes squint into the darkness
what was that?
i think i just heard a shadow
but wait
the world is swirling into grayish warmth again
i fall asleep before finishing a sleepy reflection


~ K A T H R Y N



7 comments:

  1. Wow. So good. So cool. Eowyn, you have such a way with words! It's crazy and awesome and gosh so good!!!!
    ~E

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    1. Thank you so much for your glowing praise, Esther!
      ~Kathryn

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  2. I really like this poem!

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    1. Thanks, Ellie! :)
      ~Kathryn

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  3. Beautiful. How are you Kathryn? I haven't blogged in a while, how's dance??

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    1. Thanks, Rukiya! I'm great! I will be doing a "dance update" of sorts this weekend. I recently auditioned for some summer intensives...
      How is your dance journey coming along?
      ~Kathryn

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    2. Not too good. I love dance, but I'm not as into it as I used to be. I don't stretch anymore, I can't even do the splits. But I guess I'll always have a naturally flexible back. But yeah..I'm glad your dance journey is good!

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