Would you rather drink a cup of rotten milk mixed with soggy cereal, oatmeal, a piece of rubber of car tires, a chip from the toilet seat, a penny, lead, and eraser shavings or eat jalapeno peppers with rotted fruit, a few pennies as well, 100 pieces of broccoli and celery each, cardboard, and gum on the bottom of a chair?
Would you rather jump off a 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 foot cliff onto 5000000000000000000000000000 mattresses, or jump from a five foot ledge onto a stack of big fluffy pillows?
I only know that learning to believe in the power of my own words has been the most freeing experience of my life. It has brought me the most light. And isn't that what a poem is? A lantern glowing in the dark. — Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X