New Laptop…New Me

Frantically, her fingers scurry across the keyboard—

And she types.

The first words to come to mind—

Those cohesive and incohesive—

She writes.

As much as she can—

New metaphorical pen in hand—

Because it’s been so long.

Months—

Years, really—

Since she’s seen so clear.

So she types—

And it feels nice.