[found this quote today and it set me off. I'm not sure if I want it to end here, though, I might need another stanza]
a writer is a world trapped in a person. --Victor Hugo
can you imagine--
a whole world
fills you to bursting, lifts the back of your throat
as if your body means to vomit
world vomit
beautiful, intricate, universal bile
that cannot stay inside one moment longer.
a writer is a world trapped in a person, he says,
and I can see that.
I can also see the days where that world is asleep
and that person despairs because she feels so
indelibly empty
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