Inspired by All She Wrote by Harryette Mullen and my own insecurities.
Pretty forgive me, I’ve never had a talent for this. The pen doesn’t feel right in my hand. The words never fit. Open my mouth, only to let a foot in. One in front of the other to stumble. Twist the words until they’re ugly but true; beautiful but meaningless. Until reality is imaginary and the imaginary real.