We wake up and type words into blank spaces

hoping that they latch on somewhere.

Like filament from a spider.

Before this, we kept our words mostly to ourselves.

Or tucked them away under our pillows in books with zippers and locks.

It was a world in which only the privileged were allowed to be spiders.

The dawning of  a new day.


Jim Mitchem

Five Things I'd Do If I Were The King of America

Jim Mitchem

Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. @jmitchem on twitter. First novel, Minor King, out now.