{ the search }

after all these years

i am still looking

and i think i am finally

stumbling upon discovery

it's a treasure i seek

but there is

pain in the search

and pain with the find

people stare at me

in this backwards town

i wear all the colors

i sing too loud

they have never seen a girl

with wings before

with eyes that are stars

and an elliptically orbiting mind

may this search yield a find

may the years be kind

may there be peace

in this porcelain spine




{ words and pictures by she }