These lines on my face 

are maps to the memories 

I've visited &

they will show you the

bigger picture; I loved, I 

cared, I laughed, I thought 

deeply. I'm defined,

refined, sharpened by the years

but tending to my 

soft will keep me young 

no matter the shade

under my eyes or if my

bones ache. Prickled walls 

will never ask what

makes me feel alive & how

I radiate that. 

It's true that the more

open I let my heart be, the

emptier it feels

but when it's full, it 

brims to my eyes, it spills from 

everything I do. 

.Laura Curren.