A writer whispers

what is hollering within them.

Creating a work of art 

out of a heap of emotions.

Building a masterpiece 

from the ashes.

Hoping that in this way 

their souls can be alleviated.


& Into the silence she spoke

the words that were burning within her.

 Sure enough, once uttered, 

they took form and then took flight.


She would sit down with pen and paper

wrestling with the words being spoken inbetween the lines

because those were infinitely more important

than all she could ever write.



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