By Emily Treakle-Chase

Writing on writing
can get boring for readers.
Once they overcome
the inherent narcissism,
they may peek something
tender and new,
the writer’s inner
No longer about the
special gift or
nuanced art:
choice and fear
dribble out.

I want to write about
what makes me smile,
what gives me strength.
The choices could
overwhelm me.
The fear is that
once I name
it, the unique is
drained: known is
no longer special,
known is an eye
roll at home.

Emily Treakle-Chase is a writer, reader, employee, wife, parent, driver, volunteer, pet owner, world traveler, now living in the shadow of Mt. Rainier. She is a graduate of The University of Puget Sound with a BA in Creative Writing.

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