Time to grow
they say your 20’s are the time to be selfish, to find out who you truly are. perhaps ill find myself dreaming in my mother’s strawberry patch, or leaving footprints along the rocky banks of the hudson river. maybe i’m coiled in the den behind a book, or drunk in nyack’s cheapest bars, or covered in sweat atop hi tor mountain.
where ever i may be hiding, its time to find myself. time to grow.