I remember retreating
as a child back fast
to undergrowth to a small clearing
in the woods
where I felt sheltered
and safe.
I'd just sit there for awhile
until I felt stronger
to reenter into the world.
And so too at boarding school -
I'd crawl back
into my closet
and even behind the boards
to where only the pipes were.
There I could be insulated.
Today I have a friend
who offers me refuge
in her home that is filled with love.
I stay here very quiet
and comfortable
and safe.
Nothing hurts me here.
Until after being very relaxed
I can go out again.