I watch the words.

I watch the wordsas they write themselvesupon the walls of my mind.The little me she scurries to wipe clearthe wallsto keep it clean as the words write faster upon the wallsshe struggles to keep up.Smudging wordsas letters become entangled and words look funnyand peculiar to that of what I was taught. She stands back wonderingContinue reading “I watch the words.”