I have a story burrowed deep within me. I can’t get it out. It’s trapped.
I’ve tried to ignore it but it refuses to live unacknowledged.
It speaks to me. I want to release it but I’m afraid.
What if it’s no good? What if I built it up my whole life and then when I try and release it, I realize there wasn’t much of a story to tell?
What if I turn out to be hollow?
-November 16, 2022, Virginia, Home Sweet Home