#1491

I had a wall once
’round a fortress made of stone
wherein I was safe

I had a wall once
to which you walked up boldly
no weapon, no shield

I had a wall once
and thought the gates rusted shut
until you stepped through

I had a wall once
but it fell in disrepair
I was lost in you

I have no wall now
it’s but rubble ‘neath the grass
I’m okay with that

I have no wall now
will you help me build a fence?
that should be enough

#1488

With a twist she slips from the officer’s grasp and runs for the dock, legs pumping, perching a second on the railing to gather energy before launching into the water with a dive that cuts the icy waves. Above the surface chaos erupts, shouting and arguing, but she is too deep and too far already to catch words. She swims. Limbs slicing through the water like blades, sharper than the Exacto knife she’d wielded in triumphant frenzy, she swims. Away from the useless counselors. Away from the father who buys love with diamonds and Gucci. Away from the memory of a mother, somewhere and yet nowhere. Away from the gnawing emptiness inside that makes her control, manipulate, destroy everything and everyone who reaches out. They will catch her, but until they do she swims toward the horizon and thinks only of the water buoying her forward.

[ Had a dream I was several different characters from The Girls of No Return, a book about a wilderness camp for delinquent girls. I very much recommend it! ]

#1487

The name you are given at birth is not your name. It is society’s name for you, a label, an expectation. This name has power over you; shed it, and your past, like a cloak in your wake. Your true name is the one you give yourself, which binds to you and brings you power. A soul name, a mind name, a bone and flesh name. You will know it when it comes to you; it feels like wings fused to your back, like a sword in your hand, like a burning coal in your chest.