Treacherous

In Atticus’s poetry book ‘Love Her Wild’ she writes:

She wasn’t born herself

she found herself

over a long

and treachers road

and more the more treacherous

the road become

the more of

herself

she found.

The twists and turns of life

Have brought me to my current place in time

There was a reason for everything

Put in place by all the things that did or did not go right.

I see myself in every misstep

I see myself in every obstacle

I see myself in every challenge I overcame.