Calosha Gomes

I could be, a fallen leaf and the sun shining on the once holding on to the branches for, dear life.

I could be, the water that flows with a steady rhythm and the tsunami that wipes everything clean.

I could be, the peace you never found and be the discord you have never felt.

Really, I could turn the tables and chairs against what’s not really my cup of tea.

The duality is scary and even appalling, I am my own defender against what I might face.