I Grew Up On Words

I remember days when I had no one else but you,
an unknown muse reading the words that sprayed from my fingertips like acid.

I shared everything;
every thought that came to mind was transplanted onto a computer screen on the other side of the world.

Strangers helped me understand how to love the world through poetry and kindness,
and I hope to help you do the same.
February 18, 2013

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