Undark woods

I prefer walking in dark woods

than the glitzy concrete road beside it

as it is

unexplored,

unassuming,

unadulterated.

With my insecurities

as my backpack,

I tread in the dark

I tip toe and poke at things in there.

Like today, I stumbled

into this burrow

where a small squirrel

is injured

I am not able to nurse the squirrel

My despair and agony and confusion

has clouded my ability

to soothe

to nurture……..

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