Living out my childhood dreams
I stole a litter of kittens
and instead of milk I filled
their cartons with teal ink,
pouring blue feeling into quaint pink saucers
hoping that these kittens would
write out my life’s story
write about this seven-year-old girl
write that I had achieved freedom today
write about this grown woman who found in herself a child
write about all my childhood dreams and desires I have never fulfilled
writing
writing
writhing
right.