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six years

a poem about my six years spent blogging.

six years ago,
I started blogging.

six years ago,
I started putting my thoughts to my keyboard,
connecting the words in my brain
to the words on the electronic screen.

six years ago,
I was still in college,
in my final year at Morris, MN.

six years ago,
I created On the Prairie
my very first blog ever.

six years later,
I’m writing at a break-your-neck speed,
fingers dashing toward the black-and-white ribboned finish line,
the muscles in my hands dancing to a drummer’s steady rat-a-tat-tat beat.

six years later,
I’m reading more,
I’m writing more,
I’m blogging almost every day.

six years later,
I’m still a writer.

M.B.B.
6/12/2020

By Meghan B.

Hello! Thanks for checking out my blog! Despite being 29, I haven't lost my sense of child-like wonder for the world around me. I've been making up stories my whole life: My imaginative play with toys as a child has grown up with me, maturing into my imaginative wordplay with fantasy and sci-fi prose as well as free-verse poetry. I thrive on creating something with my hands and with my mind, using either my pen or my keyboard. When I'm not reading, writing, or knitting (or realistically, working), I'm watching Netflix, gaming, or hanging out with the people I love most: my friends, my family, or my boyfriend.

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