Down in the basement
of a frat house
in the 90s
the word bounces
rhythmically off the walls
jump
jump
jump
jump up, jump up and get down!
Standing at the edge
of the Grand Canyon
20 years later
the word whispers
like an answer, a salvation, a release
Dancing in my home
with my son
10 more years
added to these bones
the word gives joy
in a life that held on
for good times
jump
jump
jump
jump up, jump up and get down!
For April, I am challenging myself to both #NaPoWriMo but also the #AtoZChallenge.
This is my personal blog about being present and in the moment and working to keep this fire within me burning.
