Building Splinters


I would like to tell you

how glad I am that we are not stable

we are building splinters

do you know

how many things were built that no one thought would break?

Thank you

for being my unknown

my steady unstable.

I lean and the rock gives way

and you are there to catch me.


I make a boat out of my love lies

I still hold them but I have met them in hallways

and really they’re less terrifying than I thought they would be.

I name it and throw it and call it freedom

flying with the running water.


I would like to call myself a writer but I have nothing to give you.

Nothing but this.

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Written 8/23/18

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