the unfortunate luck of being unlucky
in both what you control and what you can’t
I wonder which is harder to accept
I’ve been told a lot of my life that
luck pulses out of my fingertips
a magnetic field of good fortune
even as a child, I grew
believing my luck to be so
nature versus nurture
what if it was only
the belief in being positive
that made me this way?
what if the magic of being lucky
is in believing it exists at all?