Have you read Christopher Poindexter?
Or Charlotte Scott’s poem?
I’ve paused what next questioning. It’s exhausting and I’m sick of the echoing I don’t know.
Because I’m a control freak (deep down, you’re one, too)
I want it all to fit into my pre-selected moderate-sized box “Mary’s Future.”
Feel free: laugh; I do. I am.
But just when I’ve talked myself into Law School because it’s practical, I stumble across a new poet or a new poem…
And the way Chris and Charlie make me want to weep with exhilaration that there are still somethings so beautiful in this world..
Mary's One Hundred 