"It doesn't have to be beautiful," she says.
"It just has to be real."
Our pens move across the page,
listing everything that is in our minds,
the pain that is in our hearts:
wildfires, hurricanes, storm surges
that wash six thousand people away,
earthquakes, floods, war, devastation
of every kind.
I can't hold the suffering
of the non-human beings
of the world in my mind
for long. It hurts too much.
for long. It hurts too much.
"It doesn't have to be beautiful," she says.
I nod. It won't be.
These days, life is as real
as it gets.
These days, life is as real
as it gets.
Day Five of Wild Writing.
Writing things that are real and personal are hard. Laurie continues to ask for that kind of writing. There really is so much suffering in this world - as real as it gets.
ReplyDeleteI don't see the words "ink" or "love," but they're here. :-)
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