Insert Wit

tell me how to mix
anonymity with my
personality without
choking the air out
of everyone’s throats,
how to makes this blank
slate I’ve been given slowly
close to the color of my
eyes and mirror the
patterns of my veins
as the run from my
toes up to the fingers
that craft reality without
overwhelming fresh eyes,
without letting too
much of the past consume
the preset and prevent
the future, without drawing
lines in the sand that
can never be crossed.

—Hannah 8/31/12

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