Nola_hall

We are people,

First off.

People that for decades

have screamed into the abyss of

wealthy ignorance.

We have lent voices far and wide

without results.

We have carved mountains with the 

news

I want to scream as I close the the text thread with shaking fingers---

Are they even fingers at this point?

They are just an instrument to 

People say I should be--

Pristine

Presentable

Profitable

Prominent

Pretty

Petite

Polite

Pleasant

Perfect

Which one?

Why did you think I would bleed when the knife rose pools of ---- out of me?

It wasn't blood.

It was my hope that you were a good person.

I found out my answer.

Okay so you've got some beef with me it seems.

Well, get to it-

Stop wasting all of our time so you can give me those

words that I can punch out of your mouth for real this time.

Well...

Not punch because

Every day — 

Monday through Thursday, 

starting at 2:30 pm, 

I grew wings. 

Peaking when reaching for the birdie. 

Gusts of wind and floods were my fuel to hit the