Pages of Me by Susie McMahon
I leaf
through
the
winks,
frowns,
smiles,
thoughts,
dreams,
expressions
the book of me contains
and I feel their weight
stretching my spine.
So many I’s
make me
who I am,
each bookmarked
with twigs of
sprouted beginnings.
Uniquely complicated
I paste myself upon
every sunrise
wondering what new lines
life will ink into my story.
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"I paste myself upon
every sunrise
wondering what new lines
life will ink into my story."
this portion I find especially striking...hopeful and beautiful.