Errands

I walk these steps as if they were floes,

shifting under me like something

that sits on liquid —

I am surprised I don’t feel more jostled

Something steadies me. Something like

light projecting my image over this surface,

so I’m never really needing

to catch my balance

Where I am exactly

is not clear to me, nor am I sure

of where I’ve ever been.

But it feels right to be here

and to keep walking.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 19, 2018