Poetry: Page One

You stand on Page One


But fighting


But standing




You are not the Warrior

The Queen

The Wizard or the Mage

Of the last pages of my favorite novels


But they flicker inside of you

Embers of future flames


You are healing

Cracks closing

Blood clotting

Wounds scarring

Into memories


There is a word for taking something broken

And putting it back together with gold between the cracks


Don’t sell yourself short with

The dollar store super glue that

That attendant tried to sell you

Don’t buy it


Your story is just beginning

But I believe I know how it ends

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