Annaliese Jakimides 

Motion

—Evidence by Toyin Ojih Odultola 2014

Traveling on roads that blister
my unshod feet works
cartographic images deep
into the soles, a route
unplanned. How did I fall
out and keep moving, keep
walking? If I were only to
look, nothing would shield
me from the bleak, the black,
the blinding light of walking
into myself. No looking, not
yet, not until calluses form
and the bleeding stops.

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