nothing broken

you cannot cast a shadow if there isn't any light

 

i am too young, fumbling, on the cusp of something far bigger than myself, facing west, war--

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀--yet i am not resigned.

the pages of my years are still mostly blank, and i hold the pen in my hand, not content to scribble, but to try (over and over and over) till the incantation is complete.

 

(scholarship application: an excerpt from my personal statement)

Done