The Book That Held My Heart R. S-M

The Book That Held My Heart

A cover the color of ashes, delicate sheets of softened paper inked with self-expression; blank pages filled with potential. Intricate details are defended by a rugged binding. With each turning leaf: a sound like fluttering doves. Images full of color printed in deep black ink, and my mind exposed with fine lines and motionless shapes. The corners curled into each other, the open book spread into a butterfly; stretching itself, flickering its ivory wings. My left hand captivated by vacant pages; visions replace thoughts and the ink from my pen would trickle smoothly down its silver tip. Each tedious line births the question: what will this be? Each detail laying out breadcrumbs; a steppingstone, an answer. My hand dances elegantly, drifting on thin lines; stopping quickly for reassurance. My pen entangled gently with fingers; they have known each other for years.

R. S-M., Grade 11 William Kelley High School, Silver Bay Teaching Artist, Kyle “Guante” Tran Myhre