She said no.  She watched, listened, mused, pondered, considered.

And she said no.  No to disappointment.  No to hurt.  No to rewinded pain.  No to predictability.

She said no.

She closed the book.

And those who had never read it

Didn’t understand.

And those who helped write it

Thought the plot was fine.

And she said no

And let them all shake their heads

And write their lists

And pray their prayers

And make their unspoken pronouncements.

Because no

Was the only answer

That meant survival.

They can keep the book they wrote.


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