Chicago Ii

I feel the tug of life
on my apron strings
the ebb and flow
of the big city.

I feel the wilderness
letting go.

I feel awakening
a ferocity of my own.

I feel the pull of the world
on my bootstraps.
the sites I've yet to see.

I feel my skin
settling in to the skin
of the big city.

I feel my veins pumping with the life
of this new city.

I feel my tissues revitalized,
I feel the virtigo of life
swarming around me.

I feel the call
of the city
even now.

And I must go, to this new place,
and feel life, at a new pace.


by Valerie Jupe!

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