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Half step into a tunnel

written by: Tatyana Kot



My face is bathing in the velvet dark,
While back is still sun-lit.
The sweat of soil and the hum of rotting bark
Are sweet and tightly knit.

My feet are planted still upon my mark,
However, choice is made.
I take a breath, exhale
And make a step into the silent dark.


I process the world though poetry. Poetry in everything.

Tatyana Kot

Tatyana Kot

Actress, dancer, poet, chocolatier, cancer survivor, urban gardenness
Tatyana Kot

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