Autobiography

Journaling keeps me

humble and human

            when reread
       post-change
in perspective—

    a snapshot of me

proving that I can’t be

        in the moment

one purely objective.

It's a drip pan for ink

that happens to leak

           from cracks

in an imperfect heart
                  and when
read again

reveal who I was then

as well as how fragile

          we are.