The Magic Touch of Strangers
The touch
of strangers
in a crowded bus
my arm
against another’s
trading warmth
and energy.
I feel good, the
shared aliveness
somehow magic
thinking, silently,
that I am
one of us
at least for now.
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The Magic Touch of Strangers by Daisy SidewinderThe Magic Touch of Strangers
The touch of strangers in a crowded bus my arm against another’s trading warmth and energy.
I feel good, the shared aliveness somehow magic thinking, silently, that I am one of us at least for now. Comments are closed. |
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