Pen to Paper(An Ode to Writing Materials) Naima Towns

Pen to Paper(An Ode to Writing Materials) Naima Towns

Pen to Paper Dear pen…Long time no see. Paper…How have you been? Have you missed me like I missed you? Do you remember the feeling of each other? The glide of the pen, and the caress of the paper.

Do you have any inspiration for me? What will we create together, as a team? Will we create a beautiful piece, that millions will read one day, Are we gonna use a reference, or are we gonna freestyle?

Maybe declaration of my love for...maybe not that.

A song that will play all over?

Will we draw a quick doodle to pass the time? Or will I blank again? Anything but that. Please.

Will I use you to get all of the cluttered thoughts in my head out? Would you give me permission for that? Can we create a different reality for me to escape to? That would be nice. Am I ever gonna write that letter to them, or are we not ready yet?

It would be nice if you could speak to me and tell me what you want to be filled with. Tell me that you love and appreciate me as I do you. Give me the words to say.

But it seems I come to you and you give me nothing! This is pointless isn’t it?

But wait, you’re right. I’m sorry. It’s not up to you. You can only support me. And you’re doing just that.

I think I get it now. With you, I get to be real. Exposing all the parts I don’t want seen. Becoming vulnerable, naked. Becoming a child again. Becoming the woman, I am.

But all in all Hidden in you, is the real me. So, Thank you.