I have lived three years closed up in a dark cave
beginning that year my mother had three seizures.
I rescued her from the hospital, drove her home,
then I lived with a closed off heart those years
careening from crises to crises until I read what.
you wrote online, and I laughed. Now I want to leave
hiding out in a dark cave, want to open up my heart,
want laughter deep as the sea, want to dance with
you across the floor. No, I’m not glass that will break
on one rejection. I’m rubber that bounces back. I know
how to swim, keep my head above water. Now I want to
dive head first into the future.