A poem by Emily Craig

Memories

My room mirrors the inside of my head –

An utter mess.

Stacks and stacks of folders,

Line a storage cabinet –

Ones you find in office buildings.

Huge filing cabinets –

Hold my inner, most deepest thoughts.

They are locked with a key,

No one else can access them –

But me.

Only I hold the key

To my memories and knowledge.

Only I –

Can be me.

 

 

About the poet:

Emily Craig graduated from the University of North Alabama with a BS in English, Professional Writing and a minor in Photography in December 2018. She self-published her poetry and photography collection called “Pieces of My Heart” a week prior to her graduation on Blurb and her website. She hopes to take the writing and photography world by storm as she navigates post-grad life.

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