I watch talented women sit silently aside who they championed.
They simply sit and smile.
Power move: says my optimistic soul.
The strength to stillness.
Empowered or powerless?
I do not always know how to look for what I want.
It is no matter of courage.
Feeling lost and found because I don’t think there’s anywhere to go.
These places are just places.
Amazing and mundane.
Does anyone say what they mean?
And, everywhere, everyone finds a reason to use the word /cassette/.
It shatters my heart on impact into my ears.
A heart for a heart.
Who is your audience?
A hopeful foundation
for a handmade looking glass house.
Espy patience feeling impatient.
“A common woman goes far,” my grandmother told me.
“And, a comma can change entire meanings,” she said without saying.
So I repeat myself:
“Æ pay attention to your punctuation.”