Karen-Marie McPherson

unnamed (1)Dipping my toes in

Feeling a whirl of anxiety

That avoidant part I know and loathe so much

Wanting to belong yet wanting to hide

But hellos, glances, smiles and processing help more then anyone could have known

Now left with a sense of connection and that maybe just maybe I could have a place in this world

No longer tentatively dipping my toes in but not yet fully emerging myself

Sitting with my curiosity