what words tasted like
when she drank them up with her eyes
and her thirsty brain was finally satisfied.
once there was a girl who stopped loving
the words that had once tatooed themselves onto her skin
who washed them clean every time
her eyes wandered from the page.
once there was a girl who lost her dreams
and scoffed at magic when the subject was brought up,
forgetting that she once used to find the fairies
that lived on the other side of the creek.
once there was a girl who lived
in
black
white
grey
grey
grey.
before,
there had been explosions of paint
and color
and brightness.
once, there was a girl lost.
but then something changed.
once there was a girl who
healed the desert inside with an
oasis of beautiful words.
once there was a girl who loved the words
she was born with, reckognizing
that words were more her blood
that anything that had ever run through her veins.
once there was a girl who chased the clouds
and reckognized that magic was just the things we do not yet understand
but now she was on a mission to understand them.
once there was a girl found.
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William
Dec 04, 2018
Wonderfully written! The third stanza is especially well done, and the overall story is a joy to read.