My Life Story
By Ashley O’Hare
Flipping ahead
in the story of my life
I spoiled the plot
and read the very last page.
Life is already set in stone-
or so they told me.
After reading my story
I’m torn.
After reading my story
it’s torn.
Every fateful page
in pieces, littered on the floor.
I’ll grab a pencil and paper
and rewrite the plot.
I’ll create my own twists and arcs
because I would be a fool
to let ink on old trees
twist my arm.
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