Thursday, August 1, 2019

Tea Leaves




This place used to feel like a 
silent gallery to meditate and self-reflect
Now it's just another study hall
for college kids and business partners
to discuss gluten free products 
There are skylights shedding light
to a small area and air that felt warm
I once felt comfortable
I feel like a poser with a laptop collecting dust,
a letter from South Carolina, my phone face down,
and keys that were not mine
This means nothing to anyone else
It hardly means anything to me



~Tina Meeks

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