from a work in progress: “process, not a journey” (27)
if anyone speaks
of anything
she might know
–
some small bit
that might relate
to her
–
a childhood memory
the center
of a collapsing star
–
anything at all
sparks her speech
until it is hers
–
and she turns and
turns and turns
all to her
–
as if she were
more
than who she is
–
and knew more
than
what she was
(February 16, 2020)
