12th & Dahlia,
Lindsley Park.
sunbathing.
basking in God’s glories.
for He has many names,
& many faces.
manifests Herself in
strangest damn places.
like this bottle of orange juice
I so thoughtfully
tucked into my backpack.
natural,
sugary sustenance
nursing me back
to some version of normal.
diminishing my
disorientation.
I am not ready.
living with this disease
but at least
I am still living.
I am not ready to give up.
this just makes me want to tell you I cherish our friendship.
you will survive.