Morgan Laidler
re-re-invention
each clean sheet i bruised my knees on blessed wood for
becomes stained with spilled drinks and smudged makeup
a mosaic of jokes too far, voices too loud,
burning through a conversation like coke through rust.
how oft do i wish for the chance to start again?
to speak my name in a new way, let new faces draw
impressions of my coy depravity into their minds,
as i peek over, seeing if i came out better this time.
all i reach for is a wood to run for and be unknown,
an apparition of fog that follows my steps.
yet, each time i materialize i find i am still me.
maybe one day the mosaic will spell that is enough.
Bio
Morgan Laidler is a junior at Boston College studying Secondary Education, English, and Creative Writing, though she is currently studying abroad at the University of Oxford. She was born in Atlanta, Georgia, and then moved to Parkland, Florida, where she began writing poetry and prose. She has been published in The Laughing Medusa, Stylus, The Wilderness House Literary Review, The Crossroads Review, Mouthful of Salt, and Girls Right The World. She can be contacted at morgan6790@gmail.com