The world has slipped out of rhythm, like a clock knocked from the wall that still insists on ticking, though the hours no longer agree. Nothing aligns with the way it lived in my body a year ago. Then, there was a sense of ballast. Morning came without dread clinging to its edges. I could
Finding balance in political turmoil: a poem on resilience originally appeared in KevinMD.com.
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