Dear Misery,

Kristy Moseley has this. Here’s a prose poem, but you should read other of her posts. A true blessing from an amazing story-teller.

A Poet's Vision

Dear misery, you almost had me. I looked up and there you were circling, trying to rent the space in my head. I let out a sigh. You edging your way up, my torn pantyhose as I made my way to service this morning. Again as the head usher stepped over my toe with my good shoes. I almost let you in. While the children passed notes during worship, in my shallow attempt to be seen as If I had it all together.

I almost said yes, but you renting space ain’t good. You cost too much, eat too much, take my good thoughts and twist them. Put my good ways out on the street. Manipulate/suffocate/underestimate me into believing that I could be anything more than what I am.

I got news for you, not this time.~your Kindness sister Krissy Mosley

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