Hazel Kaye

who i\'m becoming

When you read my words

you don\'t see the lines on the page 

but the curves and contours 

of the woman I could have been -

a hastily scribbled outline 

of who I could become

if only someone could see past the letters. 

 

And when your hand brushes across

the indents in the page 

it is almost as though 

you dip your fingertips into my mind 

and pull out what you see in me -

no longer a tangled mess, 

but an intricate web

of fine details

and deep thoughts

that nobody else quite understood.