walked him through the agenda,
made that call to the new
head of the board of directors
became that single spoken voice
that split the shadow
wide
wide
open
because there was
a prayer and a purple
candle and send us forth
as messengers, truth-tellers
and witnesses on their page
how could she not find words how
could she not help that client,
a man in a feminine field
who wants to care for
the caregivers who
wants to empower
happiness
she
wondered how
many soft, small words
came into being
as many as flowers, and angels,
and stars, and sunrises, as many as
all of
us, ever
Author Bio:
C.J. Harrington has had a love of words since early childhood and knew she wanted to be a writer in her teen years. She earned a B.A., cum laude, in English and Anthropology from the College of William and Mary in Virginia. Today, she is a communications consultant and freelance writer and has international experience spanning five continents. She has studied fiction writing at Georgetown University and The Writers’ Center and earned invitation to the Writing Rivers Writing Workshop, a select group of advanced creative writers in her local area. Much of her creative writing work centers themes of rebirth of the feminine sprit, spirituality, and domestic violence. She has a deep interest in exploring how the structure of written work informs its meaning and in portraying alternative experiences of time. She gave her first public poetry reading in September 2013 and earned her first literary journal acceptance in October 2013. When not writing, she enjoys mothering her two beautiful children.