sjsprWriting

There are a few things that are known to say a lot about a person

Like their bad habits, their hands

The way they take their coffee

The way they mold their dialect

And the way they spend their leisure time

Me?

Sometimes I drink too much vodka

Or eat three servings of rice in one sitting

But my most unhealthy habit, by far,

Is comparing myself to others

And my best, is loving myself regardless

Unused piano hands, worked and worn and bent and torn

In every crease are tireless hours spent

And under every nail are remnants of the battles

Unused piano hands, calloused and riven and rapid and driven

But piano hands, nonetheless

Teacakes and coffee breaks because the world spins way too fast anyways

“Yes sir, I’ll take it to go”

Coffee mugs and passion tea because if tea could talk

It would have nothing downhearted to say

And I want to be more like tea

Scintilla, Paracosm, Sabaism, Cafune

Appetence, Selcouth, Finifugal, Clinomania

I have fallen for the words we meant to leave behind

Redamancy, Tacenda, Holophrasis, Adoxography

The job of a writer: stoking sparks into flames

And when the words are diluted, are removed

When then persists some resonance

A cessation of voice but a continuation of meaning

This is the space in which we dance

For a body is not content with ideals alone

There are a few things that are known to say a lot about a person

But if anyone were ever to ask me

I’d tell them that I can be better defined by the lessons that I’ve learned:

Be wary of drugs in disguise

His name might be Martin or Jean or Kyle, but the side effects are all the same

 

Give.

Because everyone has a hole that needs to be filled, remember yours?

 

The worst distance between two people is misunderstanding

Take care of your connections, take control of your words

 

Your body is the house you grew up with

Don’t you dare burn it down

 

Don’t be delicate.

Be vast and brilliant, and don’t ever be just pretty

 

Scars are beautiful

They remind us of where we’ve been, but they do not dictate where we go

 

You are not an apology

Do not treat yourself like one

But most importantly, define me by the lessons I have yet to learn

Because everything is still relatively new to me

And how can I control my life

If I can’t even control my hair?