Faith
Something is rising
in me
I don’t know
what it is
but I also don’t know
how I’ve lived this long without it
How something can be a mystery
and an essential
is the stuff that faith
is made of
I have faith
not that we will prevail
not that we will wake up
not even that we will survive
At this point
that’s a pedestrian concern
I have faith
period
full stop
for what else is left?
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Monica Anna Day
MAD LIFE