So I Type

I think a blank page is better than a blank face. I’ve seen that. We can’t pretend to be well enough to be well again. So I type.

-M. Taggart

poem-

I don’t want to think about that right now-
I want to listen to my open window
I want to listen to the street
I want to hear the wind blowing the tops of the trees
I want to smell the air
I can hear the pushing wind driving into the leaves that are left over
from the winter drop
I wonder why they hung on

-M. Taggart
copyright 2018