The Writer.

The imagination of a woman
whose strength was engraved
alongside highways of moments,
never captured by detours.

Harsh words rapture
her outside exterior of defense
made by a cotillion of essence.
Her worth, defined by men
in an age not too long ago.

She will be immortally known
as the experiment that went wrong.
The x factor in the equation
of predictability.

Scholars write about her
and her illness.
A belief watered down
with the pill of immunity
they told her to swallow,
to stand with the majority
on the surface of sinking sand.

But they forgot
who she was.
with a mind,
and a pen.