The beginning

This is new to me,
this act of writing,
of putting pen to paper,
finger to keys,
And then…send

Sharing feels vulnerable.
Yet I feel so ready,
more ready than ever.

I feel pregnant with words,
pregnant with ideas,
pregnant with desire,
to write and share
and then write some more…

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