Friday, July 14, 2017

The Deer


Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

I know what it is to be hunted,
to be the thing that someone wants to destroy
because it will make them feel better about themselves.

I’m not sure how I learned to be this thing,
this thing that is okay with that. I’m not a martyr.

I am an offering.

My challenge is to make peace with
never knowing
what for.

© 2017/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Truth and Beauty" (a work in progress)

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1 comment:

  1. Absolutely beautifully written. As your poems always are! I will hold this one close! (: