Name In The Sand by Brenda Xu

holga

i am not afraid.
bells

ring and sun shines, i
walk

down the awkward street
with

cherry blossoms in my hair

and
i see you.

straight into the light
i stare,

eyes small and senses heightened,

lifting up my hopes
on

wings like doves

and
i hoist myself with them

into the air,
taking off.
the

blossoms
look angelic...