There’s a certain
freedom
in being
untethered
(when your cell service is
suspended
due to late payments).
Off the grid
(I have thought about running away
many more times
as an adult
than I ever did
as a child.)
Untethered to social media
Who could ever find me
If I didn’t want to be found?
Off the grid
Published in Synergy: Poetry & Musings. Available on Amazon.
Pen and Keys 