the discovery happensin the waiting years pass (merely minutes)i trudge along looking for distractions there is an unveiling of sortsin the waiting, in the weighting… frustration, overwhelm, confusionimpatience, disappointment, worryraw, restless memories of soggy oatmealpushing up my throat a strange aftertaste lingers in my mouthwhen the urge has passed,when it’s okay to unbuckle it tastesContinue reading “in the waiting (poem)”