Broken Land-- A Poem for Brooklyn



I have been here before, recognize the sign-posts, the warnings, the no entry signs. But I rush in, exhilarated to just touch what is familiar, what feels like home, knowing too well that soon, I will have to leave. But this time I am not destroyed and walk away intact. Because I am a woman now. No longer a girl.

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