December 3, 2013

mark

 

Don’t tread so softly. Leave a trace for once. Drop breadcrumbs on the trail

so they know where to find you. Make a hard splash in the waves.

Carve a deep groove in the sand. Write your name in window fog. Wail

into the blindness of a black night. Smash your fist so hard on a table the legs

shake and your drink spills. Not because you are furious. Not because

you are bearing the weight of everything you lost. But because you are here,

occupying space and time, turning your allotment of days into a thread of stories

you are still weaving. Make yourself known. Take a breath and clear

your voice from the camouflage of things. Place the single mark 

of a fingerprint into the earth. Purge your light from the anonymous dark.