Zahara Latson, Staff Writer

I read your book by Jean-Paul Sartre 

And then you decided to leave


Me with the idea that everything I know, 

Might not be everything.


And with my kaleidoscope of pendency, 

I am suddenly doubting my brain


Now knowing I can conduct every thought

Even the ones that cause pain.


Emotions become unobtainable

And obtainable awareness became,


Aware that I might never be the same.