Am I Here?
when I write, am I present
is there enough of me on the page.
have I actually tried today, done what I tell people
and bled onto the paper, enough to laugh
enough to cry
enough to rage at the words I\'ve written
Am I Here?
or elsewhere, wishing to be done? away
from the page, the pen, the responsibility
telling myself I did a good job, clocking out early
Am I Here?
in this moment, lost within
so that I can avoid making eggshell poems
and stain glass prose
and instead
write icebergs