Surviving the Midwest
You are not supposed to be here.
This frosted plain is uninhabitable
for all but the practical
the stoic
the strong.
For a long time,
that knowledge alone withered you,
made you shrink away
and recede into yourself.
But whether or not you were supposed
to be here,
you were.
And you continued to exist
even if you didn’t belong.
Slowly, your roots carved through frozen rock,
your petals embraced frigid wind
and you did not petrify.
You are not stoic.
You are not practical.
You are beautiful and unnecessary
and utterly fragile.
But your roots are deep and you are here.
Blooming.
Megan Griffith is a freelance writer and poet based in Dayton, Ohio. Her work has been featured in Highly Sensitive Refuge, The Mighty, Mock Turtle Magazine, and more. When she isn't writing, she's usually dying her hair, re-watching Parks & Rec, or making silly faces at her son.
Twitter: @meganwritesit Instagram: @meganwriteseverything
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