Lost in the Wilds With You
Prose Poetry
2 min readJun 19, 2022
The scent of wild grass welcomes us in this forest we find ourselves in. It’s a world far from the manufactured jungle we called our home, but we navigate this plain as if there’s more to embrace in a strange place than there is to fear.
Your hand trembles in mine, and I know you’re more scared than you thought you’d be.
