Poetry

I Am

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Frozen in the river. I stare up into the sky,

wishing that the sun frees me from my new chains.

All for nothing though, how did I get here? Why can’t

I remember my name? Still here. Still so confused. I can’t

feel my body, then again I feel every ray of the sun kissing

 my skin. The Fall leaves dance on the surface, swaying

from side to side. It all feels so ticklish. I am so full of

hope. Then it all comes back to me, it all makes sense.

I remember my name. I am the River.


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