Daily poetry from Brianna Dawn.

to walk inside a locked place

locks only
block doorways.
securing the insecurity
to feel a sense
of security. yet
what’s inside
will always
haunt and pry our
eyes and limit the way
we look at ourselves
through the keyholes
to not fully go inside

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