Published by Zionsville Cultural District and printed in the sidewalk at Sycamore and First Street in Zionsville As I travel, I unravel, leave threads of myself on the gravel; leaving slivers of soul on the roads that I stroll in every place I’ve ever called home. I’m a sojourner, a learner, but perhaps someday a returner over bridges I’ve burned and roads I’ve turned, to come back to the places I’ve roamed. Copyright © 2017 Megan Alms. All rights reserved.
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