Unpin

I am stabbed by questions. Questions.

You’ll get a different set.

Will you remember to write home,

will you text, or forget?

Those who start with new beginnings

from moorings must unpin.

Will you pivot from everything?

shred the old like a worn skin?

Face forward, onward, be fearless,

never a shooting star.

Be steady and rise, step by step,

but don’t forget who you are -

forgetting the tap roots, and address,

doesn’t make for peace, or happiness.