Looking back, was I even there?
The plants escaping toward the glass
The room deflects, the light attracts
Lady with a notebook in the chair
Sign along the bottom line
Give me your time, you’ll be fine
God doesn’t lie, so neither will I
Give me your mind, you’ll be fine
You hate what you lost, you hate what you find
Sign along the bottom line
-N. Trepiak
About The Author
I am a Humboldt local, and I enjoy writing poetry and hunting for agates along the California coast in my down time. In the more chaotic moments of my life, I take care of kiddos, lifeguard at a local pool, and study to (hopefully!) become an EMT. Poetry keeps me grounded through it all, and I’m grateful to have a writer’s group and this platform to share my work and connect with other poets.. Thanks for reading!
