honeydunce

There are moments in your life that you can’t forget, because they’re everything you wake up for. You start another
day for them, you connect for them, you create for them. They cover your heart like a layer of fat.

So what of these things: being anxious and nervous as you walk to the first day of your first college class in 9 years.
Worried about what turning 29 will bring. Standing on an overcrowded bus barely hanging on. The days and
activities you have to pardon yourself from because the head pain is too much and rules the world(changes the
world). A messy house, a skinny bank account.

Nothing of those things. They are nothing. There’s no room in the picture for them. The things that matter sit at a
table with other amazing women. It’s talking about the words as much as you write the words, as much as you
say the words and live the words. Poems for miles for days for seasons, for centuries.

Give me that photo booth from years ago and the gigs I can’t remember. Give me paper and pen and leave me alone,
go away. Give me a world that does not make sense so I can talk about it.

Let’s have more of the moments that define us, that work our lungs. Breath deserves us.