Work In Progress

I am a storyteller.
These tales I tell extend from my brain to my fingertips.
My vision is blocked and the words are jumbled.
A backlog of literature sits in my mind.
Narratives of mothers and daughters.
Adventures with friends searching for a place in life.
A masterpiece of loniless and embracing many flaws.
Heartbreaking sagas of lost love and broken relationships.
The discussion in comedy of a hellish existence.
These tales are worth telling, but hard to say.
I chisel away this chaos with the tip of my pencil.
Pulling the script from my very being.
This is the life of an artist.
A life I would never exchange for another.

-Asia Aneka Anderson
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