bum rush the train
car, smelling of 1960's
flowers pressed up against
their eerily reminiscent updo.
Men's eyes buzz around their seats.
Personally, I find grandma's nectar too sweet.
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Self-taught, self-made, bet, self-styled
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
I was starting to wonder if I was ready to be a writer, not someone who won prizes, got published and was given the time and space to work, but someone who wrote as a course of life. Maybe writing wouldn’t have any rewards. Maybe the salvation I would gain through work would only be emotional and intellectual. Wouldn’t that be enough, to be a waitress who found an hour or two hidden in every day to write?