Floatin’

Every time I fall
There ain’t nothin’ there
But me
Hangin’ on to the ground
To keep me from floatin’ away
And every time I let go
I fall back down again
Through the sky
So this time I’m goin’ to burrow
Right into the ground
And float the world away with me
Away away to the stars

©Heather Coldstream

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About cistotrans

A Seattle-area trans woman seeking a happy spot to stay at along the path of transition.
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