We’ll Walk

Chios

sound of bells & behhs

as we sit, sit, sit

our muscles singing

I’m surprised, only 36,000 steps

feels like a marathon

sunkissed, sunslapped

from beach to bark

pebbles to pine cones

our phones say Turkey

then Greece

minds wander from

goats to love to refugees

wishing for respect,

for people to wake up &

thank the bees, the sea, &

the space.

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