Saturday June 8, 2019
from a Women Deliver notepad
My dream is to one day wake up and remember the reason i started losing sight
In this same dream, I do not spend as much time erasing as i go, finding the
red underlines too distracting to move forward; an excuse
This dream watches me surrender more to the moment and to acknowledge the muse
fluttering in and out of my porch window instead of finding reason to avoid
getting to the end of the sentence. A monster is at the end of the sentence.
Wouldn’t want to end it too late, and make her angry; find out what
it really wants to say.
IN this dream I would not edit every moment in my head if I’m in them. I would
choose to be IN this dream, this body, this moment.