all the words
written, typed, whispered then etched
a conglomerate
mixture of way/way back
     and yesterday
pages, long forgotten
everyday yields a story
tiny thoughts which become
     the written word
sometimes printed
given, offered, accepted
     often refused
love in language
distress uttered on a page
forgiveness, elation, heartbreak

I will pack it up and move on
discard some
emit a desire to burn a bit of the totality of grief
while uttering gratitude
this record served me well
     got me through
          pushes me forward

(sidenote…I am moving residences and boxed up a bunch of journals today)