It is so written by Anna Ruiz

Arna Baartz, "The Keeper of Love"

It is so written

you take my soul

you dip me in Magellan blue

with utmost care

for you have found my hiding place

behind an ancient timepiece

shamed into abeyance

where shadows reach not.

Now you wring me out with both your

hands, strong and chiseled

I feel your purpose

you have made me ready.

Now you write, this fine perfect

writing tool I am

my feet a feathertip, I am the swirl

of your letters, the crosses of your words.

Oh, what writing we write!

And now

the parchment yellows

it crumbles in your hands

it blows away in your exhale.

Return me gently

to my hiding place,

you have used me well.

By Anna Ruiz

Originally published in the Anthology A Moonlit Teahouse, available in October. Shared with permission of the author.