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written by: Julia R. DeStefano



From breakfast to lunch through nightmare, I trudge along -
here I sleep, here I cry in a barren landscape -
my hands empty in this division of parts,
lonely for something to touch -
fingers to dance with mine
in hunger that I own.
These days are a drag.
Whisper that you love me -
words floating on the breeze to meet my ears, my lips -
carried along rays of sunlight,
the comforts of moonlight
to land in my aching heart.
I am a prematurely closed volume,
forced onto a shelf too small.
A woman wondering how God could sleep through this
as she awaits hope to swim back to her.
Dreaming of love like a life jacket -
a blanket to be swathed and soothed within.
Unafraid to admit fear in this, the Devil’s playpen,
where there are far too many unknowns that scald.
To whatever’s pulling the marionette strings of My America-
take from me my lot of possessions,
these things I have only pretended to own.
Chisel away at my mind, body, and soul if you must.
But don’t take our capacity for touch -
my salvation from quicksand.



There’s an element of "prolonged social distancing" that we’re not yet discussing, but we will: the loneliness epidemic — and I’ll wager that it’s equally as deadly to the human body, mind, and spirit. This is when we learn what we value, who we cannot be without, and who or what we need to move towards in order to maintain truth in a Twilight Zone-d reality. I pray that one of those things is me.

Julia R. DeStefano

Julia R. DeStefano

Julia R. DeStefano hails from Boston, Massachusetts. A diarist her entire life, it was a string of failed relationships and consecutively lost joys that would result in her creation of therapeutic free verse. Unable to vocalize her truth to those around her - Julia would bring her innermost thoughts and desires to light the only way she knew how: through the written word. 'Leave Everything,' her first poetry and photography collection, was published in August 2016 and reached #11 in Poetry by Women at Amazon. Full of wit, revelation, and vulnerability, Julia’s writing teeters on the razor’s edge of reason and passion. It unapologetically challenges perceptions. At present, Julia is writing the follow-up to 'Leave Everything' - forever capturing moments and preserving them in the glistening amber of language. Look for this Red Queen atop her throne of books.
Julia R. DeStefano

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