Nothing can get you if you pay it no mind.

I tell you these things
so you’ll not mistake my actions for fear,

not think I do not know what makes a life,
what makes people do the things they do.

I know my fears — I’ve named them,
counted them out one by one

like tarot cards, voodoo dolls:

birth,
death,
poverty,
obscurity,
that you will leave me,
or I will leave you.
Kate Buckley, “Harlan County” from A Wild Region (via literarymiscellany)