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.

Published December 14, 2016 05:32PM

mark

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.