Selfie

If I could take a selfie of my soul

I wouldn't post it on facebook

It would burn out eyballs, computer screens, and make you replace the sockets...

in your wall

It would be beautiful

but it would hurt

It'd be beautiful the way a bluejay with a broken wing is beautiful

the way a 3 legged dog playing is beautiful

the way every buzzfeed article is beautiful...when you realize it's just for clicks

My selfie would be beautiful...

and lumpy

lumpy the way oatmeal is lumpy

lumpy the way your throat is lumpy when your mother says to eat because she just isn't hungry...again...for the 3rd day this week

the way the grooves in the palms of your hands are lumpy

to the back of your knuckles inside your closed fist

I don't know

maybe everyone won't find it that beautiful

I think it nice but...

it's a little torn and beaten up and dirty

Well-worn with use but sweet

Like that old journal you used to keep

the one from middle school where you used to write down your crushes and play MASH and try out last names

the one that girl who used to be annoying would doodle little hearts that were somehow just too much trouble to cover up

The way That was beautiful

even after the day you stopped writing in it