to be her

A few weeks ago, I wrote a poem inspired by a song I’m currently working on. This is another in the same series; you can read the first one here.


People think

It is easy.

To be her.

Sometimes, it is.

When I sit

In a cafe

Nestled in the mountains.

Where no-one

Stares.

Where no-one

Wonders.

Then, it’s easy

To be

Her.

It’s obvious,

who she

is.

But

The mountains

Are gone.

She’s not here.

It’s just

me.


Jena Ren – 2022

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