where emotion lives 

for me, emotions don’t float 

between the hemispheres 

inside my skull
i carry worry 

in the pit of my stomach

sitting like a volcano 

making it hard to fill myself with air 

seeping lava into my insides 

and always threatening eruption.
i carry sadness in my chest 

sitting on my breastbone 

like an elephant 

heavy enough

so i think im suffocating 

and weighed down with a force

impossible to move 
i carry happiness between my cheeks 

sitting atop my tongue 

bursting with joy 

like a child, 

trying to tell a story 

of gratitude 
for the volcanos and elephants have stepped away 

for a while 

leaving room

for the explosive 

childlike joy 


and weightlessness 

can bring. 


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