A full life can't be contained
This month’s poem addresses “the boxes” that we often find ourselves trapped inside but that really don’t fit the fullness of our lives. Eileen Rosensteel, a Madison-area poet, is passionate about improving body image and acceptance for everyone. Her writing focuses on the body, reinterpreting fairy tales and finding the magic in everyday life. She is also a massage therapist, speaker and performer. — Fabu
Little boxes lined up neatly
Each one labeled clearly
For convenience and efficiency
All so very organized
But my life doesn’t fit in those boxes,
It spills over the sides
Laughs at the labels
And claims a space of its own.
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