No One is Watching

Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

I’d like to ignore the world and its weight

on my shoulders. I’d like to pretend that my roots

are attached for a decorative purpose. That I don’t owe

anyone an inkling of my soul. That I can drift in the wind

and love who I choose. And maybe I can for a while, at

least when no one is watching. Maybe I can for

now, while my heart prays for passion.


Photo by Jonathan Borba

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