Poetry, flash fiction, short stories are tied one to the other
by words uttered and words unspoken.
Ends of lines, commas, periods, puncture
your lungs and force another breath
before your eyes fall upon letters
that make the next word the next word,
and the next word changes your thought,
alters the colours only you can see
in the palette you mixed with a single light,
or a multitude,
beside you, above you.
Tears and joy,
entertainment and lessons,
swim together and swarm your soul
while you turn page after page with each step
that you take on the journey
that renews
each time the cover is bent open.