Dear year 2024,
What is a memory?
A moment, a mosaic, a monument in time
One thousand words worth one Instagram post slipping past your scrolls on the timeline,
It’s the point of a pen when you try to pin the second down,
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pause rewind.
The record is spinning and time keeps moving forward
But I was falling towards sharp rocks
Collecting pieces of life captured in screens and clocks
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pause rewind.
Spinning around and around
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Seven times but I stood up eight
Wielded words shaking feathers until they bore some weight
Built foundations, brick by brick
Formed mountains with writers grit and the inspiration to start a revolution,
A renaissance with the simple flick of the tip of a poets wit.
So, my dear year 2024
I hold gratitude
For planting the seed and forcing me to bloom
Rejection after rejection gave no room to do anything but come back to my center.
A moment so tender a memory so sweet,
My dear 2024,
Your memories weave the roots of my legacy.