I AM NOT A WRITER

Here is a poem I wrote at work, proving that I am, in fact, a writer after all.

I am not a writer.

I’m a records scanner for a large medical group.

I hear it in the mind-numbing whir of the wheels:

“Scanners scan,

Writers write.

Do the math, girl.”

But scanning makes me sick.

My head spins and my back aches.

My soul goes blank as a sheet of copy paper.

My brain is wordless.

I am not a writer.

I am a sick old woman.

2 weeks on the couch and counting.

I’m good at being sick.

I moan and whine and have bowel difficulties.

I think about writing

But I do not write.

the arcane scroll writer by mick o maikeru

I am not a writer.

I am a cat lady. Cats console me when I’m sick

And inspire me when I write.

They greet me when I get home from work.

Cats don’t care if I have a name for myself.