Permission to be

Breadcrumbs back to myself

(At my grandma's house. Somewhere in 1995)

Wild and free in my Grateful Dead T. Hemp necklace and bracelets, hippie rings on my fingers and a dancing bears faux tattoo on my ankle. I remember her. She lives inside me still. Every now and then she comes out to play.

The shirt is long gone. A new one in its place. The necklace and bracelets and …