I WRITE

I write

And another reality opens

I step on, thru/into it

To complete it

I become it

I am it

It is I

I am no longer

My me

You see

tom tenbrunsel

A Carl Sandburg Writer

Author’s Note: If by chance you come to a fork in the road, already taken, can you take it?

Create a reality all your own. Write! Write every day. Write something. Write anything, but write. It’s therapeutic. And it cures writer’s block.

Why were cobblestones all this exact shape? Because they fit a mule’s/horse’s shoe perfectly, eliminating slipping and broken legs and the putting down thereof