“Edit.” Kajsa Palacios, (2020).

June 19, 2020

“But you are scabrous and broken!” the author hissed,

With Spitting and pursing lips

“This was not what I intended for you.”

The letters spat in kind:

“I am more than what you want,

From the day I am set upon the page

To roam and build and mean,

To shriek and sing and breathe and kill,

I am more than what you want”

The author struck through his disobedient creation,

A furious retaliation to his newly discovered obsolescence

But with every line, and crossed-out syllable, 

He granted his progeny another weapon 

And what angered him most

After it was all over 

Was how much stronger his child had become.