she said,
i want to reveal the truth of who i am.
i want to break the darkness of me.
i said,
speak to blank paper;
no person will understand.
i said,
speak… and hope that the paper is not
too fragile for the gravity of your thoughts.
i said,
speak… and hope that the paper is not
too thin for the heft of your words.
i said,
speak… and hope that the paper does not
tear beneath the burden of thick ink.
speak… and hope,
i said.
but also know...
one word
can fill a page,
and once the words
are present… there…
black ink on white paper,
everything is here,
everything is now.
