I read the topic
and the mentor text
I marvel at the samples and
wonder if I’m a fraud
then realize I’m not
I think of previous writings
I remember students, daughters,
friends, family, situations
I ponder how revealing to be.
Hurts, successes, events, strengthenings
ALL come into my brain
as I consider how much to confess.
All of this is done with a huge mug of
Kona Joe coffee and the quiet of a morning.