i'm embarrassed by my writing, not always but often. it goes back to pre-school, before writing, when i made pictures the teacher criticized. i wrote a story in college that was read in class and was ridiculed. i was told i used i too much, and i wrote like there was no point of view. i felt like i had to fill a void. once i read at a coffe house and i waited til i was last and then i didn't know how to stop. now i try to be detached and say it's just fragments. i remember when i was silent and i only wanted to be recognized but i couldn't speak. the hollow place that would be a well of words. a kid in there.