I can’t conceive
Now’s our time
To whisper
Goodbye,
Adiós.
We just met mere
Moments, three days—
Now,
My fire for you
Flames
Fiercely
Like the peppery
Pulse
Of local fare,
Your zestful spirit
Spurs my ceaseless
Craving
Yet, I must move,
Return
To a life
Laden with contracts,
Crammed
Compulsions
I know not if again
Our paths will cross,
But you now dwell,
A steadfast spark,
Within
Soul
Published by TheOtherKLM
I really hate talking about myself, but if I have to...
I’m K.L. McDaniel, the person behind TheOtherKLM. I’m an introvert with extrovert moments, a fitness-minded person fighting later-age fat, and someone trying to keep life somewhat organized without pretending it isn’t a mess.
Here, I write about the things I keep coming back to: movement, mental health, learning, self-awareness, and the strange little contradictions that make people interesting. I’m not here to act like I have everything figured out. I’m here to think through it, laugh when possible, and maybe find a little balance in the middle of the clutter.
So, that’s me. More or less.
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