Saturday, April 4, 2015

Walking Backward



The MorgueFile



i slow myself,
walking backward
across invisible stairs,

trusting that the 
treads are clearly outlined
in the bottoms of my feet.

bare on soft pine
i feel long threads
of wood sacrificed and planed.

their length surprises me,
and though eyes are blind,
feet know the way home.



copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2015

my #4 for NaPoWriMo

The Journey Inward






3 comments:

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