I used to have so many other things to write about.
Break-ups, broken hearts, first kisses, distance.
So many prompts for new poems, new work, new thoughts.

These days I only have one prompt: Happy.
Maybe that muse is not as deep, or dark, but it is truth.
And truth is better than cheating boyfriends and loneliness.

I hate to be annoying and peppy or seem fake,
I really do have hard days, and things really aren't perfect.
But ultimately, I am happier than I have ever been in my life.

Happy is my new prompt.

"The joy that isn't shared, I've heard,
dies young." - A.Sexton


Heather said...

I'm so glad you are happy Mands! I feel the same way too. And truth will always be the thing that matters most.

Katie said...

:) ditto to heather :)

kate said...

i know just what you mean.

M. said...

it's a good thing.
dark, romantic, complicated...they've got nothing on the complexities and intricacies of joy.


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Jalene said...

i like this cause i feel the same way. happiness over here!!!

Brittany said...

I think happiness is harder to write--and you do it so well and genuinely.

Mandy, I'm wondering what you did after graduation. I'm planning on working/interning for a year before grad school, so I'm on the hunt. Was it hard for you to find a job? Where and how did you look?