Why I Write: Timely Hesitations

I hesitate, continue, rewrite Words press in paper their weight a reminder as if recalling a past stranger I met before. Not in a picture or placed in a thought the image I had is standing in front of you as well now shared spoken revealed be it a small blip in time a memory a dream a love a memoir renamed and misspelled misplaced and retold into fiction or truth heavier and brighter than I can convince you by my own voice or experience I hesitate, continue rewrite. Breaking the next line I step a bit closer filling up the bottom of the reasons why I write for myself yes, I also write for you. For all of us and our hesitations continuations rewrites.