STORIES I WILL NEVER WRITE
I will never write about driving
a car or giving birth. I will never
write about how it feels to swim
in the deep blue sea. I will never
write about riding horses or
bicycles even though I tried both,
once. I will never
write about
hoarding. I am a
purger, a discarder.
I clean up, toss out, put away. I will
never write about being a sister or
an aunt. Being an only child has always
been my burden. I will never write
about not writing because I do, I
write, I am a writer who writes even
when I’m not writing. Because it settles me.
Because I have stories to tell.
Because,
when I read my writing,
I look at the audience and see their eyes.
NICE!!!
ReplyDeleteSo you see my eyes, you say
Ok, then what color are they
Today?
:)
They're the color of love.
DeleteMine are still bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuue and still looking at you.
ReplyDeleteD
Blue, yes. Pretty.
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