Poem: My Ode to Thee

My Ode to Thee

My ideal reader will search for meaning, with every aspect or angle set to be analyzed. He will hover over my words, like the twisting of a whirlwind. She will see herself in every single character I create. He will live and dream of every setting I construct. She will sink into every frame I fix for her to face. He will hold my words to his heart, hoping for his truth to harvest. She will sleep with my sheets scattered inside the racking of her skin, soul, and skull. He will hum sweet nothings at the haunting familiarity of my tales. She will trick herself into a fantasy of fantastic freedom, for my words have set her free. All my readers will see themselves, for the mysteries that they be.

–Tatiana Noelle Oquendo

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