
One day, making toast,
you notice how happy it makes you
to please someone else.
And how easy.
A simple matter of giving away the good pieces
and keeping the burnt ones to yourself.
Because this is not a race
and you can start over.
this is not about getting it right, figuring things out, or hitting a bull's-eye. this is not about an obsession with word choice or an exacting eye on grammatical correctness. this is not about pulling out all the stops with tricky literary devices. this is about looking at life one paragraph at time.
1 comment:
hi maya! killer good poems of late. i think the paris trip wears well on you! thanks for sharing them (and of course this one is a print out and stick on the mirror piece!)
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