by OCTAVIO PAZ
I found the concept of 'someone spelling me out' intriguing.
Someone narrating my life.
Someone re-writing my story.
Someone creating my memories.
I thought of the quote from Cornelia Funke
"Stories never really end ...
even if books like to pretend they do.
Stories always go on.
they don't end on the last page
any more than they begin on the first page."
My life existed before my human form
and will exist in some way after this form dies.
"I too am written" says Paz
but by whom?
sandwiched batting between the back and front,
and randomly quilted horizontal and vertical lines.
I filled each created square with a letter
to spell out ...
someone spells me out
the word is embodied in me
writing my life
narrating my story
an invocation before I was born
an incantation after I die
someone spells me out
perhaps that someone is me
Arms are crossed to obscure the text -
am I not convinced of what I write?
Who do I think I will offend?