Anaya Nosso

Strained relationships sometimes create longing.

Photo by Jon Flobrant on Unsplash

You undid me.

So undo me.

You undid me,

only to mold me into something I was not.

A miniature you,

one version is too proud,

the other too scared to embrace the new.

You’re keep busy, but forget the doing

in undoing

and the courage to stitch loose threads…



Anaya Nosso

Anaya Nosso

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