Want
By Ashley O’Hare
Want.
Four letter
with crippling weight.
Four letters
have followed me
since I was a child.
Who do I want to be?
Where do I want to live?
What do I want to have?
When do I want to leave?
How do I want to spend my time?
Want.
I never have an answer
when the question houses
those four letters.
Want.
I have never held
a clear definition
for the simple single syllable.
Want
does not even look
like a word anymore.
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