Not Really Strangers

October 10, 2022

i see myself in him
the way he shines brightly for others
when something dim
resides within.
shining so bright he burns out.
teeming, gleaming with bright ideas
with no way out.
the only way out is through–
leaving him wandering without direction–
without a clue.

i’ve been him before.
not knowing where, when, or how,
but holding out for something more.
he’s grasping at straws for a direction,
a distraction,
a dawning light.
but he sleeps through the day
in fear of what comes after night.
but fear is not bad–
uncomfortable and sometimes sad–
but not bad.

and one day i lent it an ear,
held my tongue,
and i could finally hear
a quiet, little voice
presenting me a choice:
evolve or repeat.

{ to james }


Kailani NorwellKailani Norwell has a big mouth, a big heart, a big brain (metaphorically speaking), a big fucking ego, and an even bigger take on everything and anything. She has an unquenchable thirst for knowledge–to learn all that she can–and for personal development. While she dreams larger than life and encourages others to follow what puts sparks in their eyes, she typically plays incredibly small. She has indebted herself for America’s most expensive therapist–a bachelor’s and master’s degree in clinical psychology. Writing is her passion. It’s what ignites her soul. It is her most sincere form of expression. She doesn’t think she’s to write the next great American novel, but she’s to write something.

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