The Moon Wears A Grin Of Contentment

Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
2 min readJan 6, 2023
Photo by Marcus Löfvenberg on Unsplash

I dreamt I was helplessly falling

But I never connected with the ground

My mouth opened wide — to release all the screams

But my lips never let go of the sound

I flailed my arms, like I was flying

But the air rushed by, like the thought