The Story of How Her Life Became a Poem (pt 1, Abridged)

Her life was not always a poem

it was jampacked

intermittently chaotic

sprinkled with impassioned confetti

fundamentally mundane

absent requisite lyrical calling

 

words were ever-present allies

in retrospect, truer friends

than some cloaked in the mantle

 

childhood fantasies

of “I want to be famous” vintage

block printed lists

included grandiose authoring notions

 

attempts were penciled

plots amateurish laboriously penned

creativity doubted

drafts drifted aside

 

life became frenetic schedules

doctorate, diapers

career, cheerioed car

driven duty and

harried housewife hairdo

 

writing ambitions

fluttered

scattered in whirling dervish

whirlwind

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