Mushed against it all.

Living mushed against it all
the creatures recall
a time in which they could breathe
without a fear that their hearts would recede
and their lungs would fill of fluid
because of it.
A time in which normalcy
wasn’t fighting common courtesy.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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