Dominique Larntz * January 6 * “Love Letters To My Body”

The Way for Me

When anxiety is eating me,
wrapping its toes around my ankle
like it is trying to warm up its feet,
I know now I need to stop
and then do the opposite;
comfort myself.
I can cook a warm, mellow meal.
I can decorate a room.
I can sleep too long in a clean bed.
I can write
anything.