But they persist, / twinkling like slight touches / on piano keys. / Each flat note an / intentional drip of the rain.
“She hated her voice, but it made for the best stories and the best Sunday mornings.”
People don’t want to be rock stars or actors or authors, they want to be rock stars who act in movies and who just saw their memoir hit the New York Times Bestseller list.
Find me. Find her finding people to sift through. Find them in class, hearing words…