To: Direction Toward A Point

It’s July and I am contemplating forgiveness. I am contemplating anger and rage and all the things I never want to feel. I am contemplating the fact of suffering. What that means. I am wondering why it is that language makes so much more sense written down.

Words spoken are too illusive. Slip through the air. It’s so unfair. When I was a young girl I played dumb. I acted dumb. I wanted to fit in. I didn’t want to be the girl sitting in front of the class with glasses and braces and headgear. That’s exactly who I was. I built up a shield around me. I used words to distinguish myself from others.

I gathered ammunition. Deep guttural vowels.

Have you ever said something so many times you think you’ve forgotten the meaning of what it is you’re trying to express? My mouth goes dry with it. I’ve heard it said to lean into it. Lean into the love. The arms waiting for you. You don’t have to be alone.

Jennifer Harris

Author of PINK! and resident Poetry Editor, Jennifer Harris, is an active literary organizer and served on the Board of Trustees for the Poetry Center of Chicago. She earned her MFA in Writing from The School of The Art Institute of Chicago.

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