So, Stranger

by DANA CRAWFORD

How do you tell a stranger
They feel like your
First bit of good news
In ages

Explain: it’s largely
The new medication
For an existing condition

Which is likely
A byproduct of
A yet to be diagnosed
Illness
Or loneliness

Chronic but manageable
I’m sure

So, Stranger, this is all to say
I am no longer drowning
In “catastrophic thinking”
And “rejection sensitivity”
Common symptoms, I’ve been told

I can see the good spots
I can hold the big picture
And you are it

God save you
Person I met moments ago

Dana Crawford is a commercial interior designer by day, and a mysterious presence by night. In 2017, she self-published The Quick and the Rest, a book of poetry with her husband and friends. Dana has lived in Logan Square and Humboldt Park for more than twenty years. Her graduate thesis was on the heartbreakingly-demolished Logan Square Boys and Girls Club on Palmer Avenue, where she volunteered for many years. She currently resides in West Humboldt Park with her aforementioned husband and, more importantly, two cats.

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