PASSPORT RENEWAL

I have learned
a light heart writes easier,
takes hold of the pen with a loose grip
and bleeds. Sweet scarlet red ocean,
a leaky faucet of abandon.
I have long since mastered the art
of carrying a heavy one– a heart, that is,
white-knuckling the words,
choking them out like forced allegiance
to a land that never loved me.
I pack lightly now, no longer cramming
the weight of the world into a suitcase,
but folding love into a duffel bag
so I no longer have to break my back
to feel something.
I conquer this land.
I pledge my life.
No longer choosing the words
but letting them choose me.

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