A Poem About The Mark That Us Runners Leave On The Trails
Alexi Pappas penned a poem about the mark that is left behind when we set foot on the trails that we have come to know so well.
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Stamp
I’ve been here so
so many times
know your bends
your hills your climbs–
when I intrude
you never mind.
But if you thought
you’d stay the same
I’ve news for you,
you’re going to change.
When I visit
I bring something new
the stamp I leave
all over you
the one from me
and from my shoes.