
I am running
frozen still
life is going
That life out there
where people simply walk as they wish
and the wind blows the leaves in the trees
I wait
my body appears to wither
like a browning leaf
waiting for the wind to carry me
Poetry by Laura Turzo
Image by Adam Strong
Laura Turzo is a writer of poetry, short fiction and narrative non fiction. She currently lives in the Berkshires in Lenox, Massachusetts.