I know you'll stay

Remember those blackout poems I posted early first semester? My scanner isn't working but here's the text to one I just made-

On my visit,
I saw not one woman,
but thousands in bars, praying,
young and green and in awe of everything. 
It inspired a whole movement,
scary and empowering!


I kind of feel like that now again.
I traveled around, 
woke up in my own bed.
Having time to grow gave me a lot to pull from.
It was supposed to be a disguise, but at this point,
I'm not afraid. 


I actually really miss that balcony,
Loch.