Buying my new
Cross pen, my
third, I complain
to the clerk
about the short
life of disposable
fountain pens.
You must write
a lot he says.
Yes.
What do you do?
I’m a writer.
It seemed so
simple then,
as it should.
That that is
what a writer
does. Writes.
I love to write,
to feel my hand
make words,
I like it best
when they are
green.

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