i'm stuck
just stuck

between walls
and buildings

between soil
and sidewalk

between wood
and paint

body
and shadow

i'm just stuck

between music
and words

ocean
and city

between old
birthday cards
and childhood
photos

i'm the crease
of double sided
bad parenting

i'm the shadow
between all the
books, all the
poems

i'm every edge
every corner

i'm the rim between
sweaty palms
and sweet victory

and i'm just stuck here
being everyone's middle

and somehow that
is the loneliest place
to be.