It was hard enough, so
I thought today I would
try being beautiful.
Scrounging through boxes
of long ago nonsense
I found keepsakes. I wore them.
It felt good. I felt like
I did when I had them—
happy, fun—before I
became so worried, hurt.
For a moment, healed.
I keep them now, give them
energy, memory, hold it
there, draw on it keeping
myself sane, balanced. Closer
to being beautiful,
because it’s been too long,
it has been hard enough
lost and feeling ugly.

Daniel Casey has a MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Notre Dame. His debut poetry collection,” It’s Not About You,” is available from Atmosphere Press. He lives in Baltimore, MD and can be found on Twitter as @OnceMoreDaniel.